Hey ya
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We were raised by the street
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Hey ya
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We were raised by the street
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Hey, ya we were brought up by the street
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Hey
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Who gets drunk and who smokes
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Hey ya
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We were raised by the street
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Hey ya
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We were raised by the street
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Hey, ya we were brought up by the street
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Hey
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Who gets drunk and who smokes
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Black skinny jeans
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What do you want from me
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Not a penny in my pocket, where to pick it all up
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I walk past courtyards without looking back
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I know that there is no one behind me, because everyone has been sleeping for a long time and
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If you are a normal guy, you will not be touched here
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Yes, I don't look like that, but I'm the same kid from the area
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I have big things on my mind hey
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They said fuck this trap, but it will feed us now
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Hey ya
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We were raised by the street
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Hey ya
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We were raised by the street
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Hey, ya we were brought up by the street
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Hey
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Who gets drunk and who smokes
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A pair of zero five and it becomes cloudy in my eyes
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I will stay with a friend, I call my mother in silence
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At the same time, I am looking for a hut for the night that will warm me
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The boys are not joking, because everything is clear in their head, hey
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There is no light in front of me
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And I feel between the walls
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I drag myself out of old troubles
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After all, the heart asks for change
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I start a new day
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In a cocoon of old things
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Hundreds of questions from people
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But the dumbest one: what to wear?
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Shaved people from tinted cars
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They honk at me and wave their hands from the windows absurdly
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It means I'm back where I once grew up
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Where the young were buried to the sound of mother's tears,
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But here I remember every house, every step
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Like a flashback, this block puts out everyone
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This block puts out the light
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And I'm in the dark, I lead myself in the shadows
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I play a game with you about what happens when I die
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On the street of my crew
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Hey ya
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We were raised by the street
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Hey ya
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We were raised by the street
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Hey, ya we were brought up by the street
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Hey
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Who gets drunk and who smokes
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Hey ya
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We were raised by the street
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Hey ya
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We were raised by the street
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Hey, ya we were brought up by the street
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Hey
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Who gets drunk and who smokes |