Sold In The City
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Sold In The City
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40 ounce for the pain
Every fucker in penn
They're all the same, all the same
But who am I to say?
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know
I'm going somewhere
But have nothing to show yet
Avoiding the grind
Unsure what I'm trying to find
Subway to 4th street
Tripping 6th avenue
Heading to the bar
Almost hit by car
Every fucker downtown
Trying to sell something
Aren't we all?
I don't know I don't know
Time for the gig
No one showed what the fuck
Drunk and broke
I guess we need another round
When does it end
When did we start?
To stay or depart?
I don't know I don't know
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