Kurtis Blow - 8 Million Stories Lyrics

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There are 8 million stories in the naked city

8 million stories 8 million stories

8 million stories 8 million stories

There are 8 million stories in the naked city

Some ice cold and told without pity

About the mean streets and the ghetto culture

The pimps the pushers the sharks and vultures

Things that happen when it reaches dark

And all the things you hear about central park

You got to be down you got to have strength

If you're gonna survive past 110th

Well it ain't no thing when blood is spilled

The emergency ward is capacity filled

And nothin' ever comes as a big surprise

And the naked city never closes its eyes

A new story for every day

Told a thousand different ways

That's how it is and that's how it goes

The city with the 8 and six big o's

New york you know this is a crazy city man

Word skyscrapers everything

And you just never know who you might meet in this town

Yo dig on my home boys run dmc

A young girl seemed to be gaining weight

Her parents all thought it was the food she ate

Their attitudes were all la de da de

But little did they know there's a baby in the body

She tried to hide it but they'll soon know

Because sooner or later that baby's got to show

Can her daddy just accept that as a fact

That it wasn't the meals and it wasn't the snack?

Then there's another girl her name is vicki

The girl is fine but sho'nuff tricky

Vicki's fine but then she's not very kind

She'll lay you down and then she'll rob you blind

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You wake up in the morning and you're feelin' blue

Because vicki is gone and your money is too

She's more sinister than peter lorre

And this is just two of 8 million stories

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Fresh kid and the stories complete

Born on a dim lit ghetto street

Father unknown mother astray

He learned about life the real hard way

Wearin' pretty things for all the ladies to see

Funky fresh diamonds and gold jewelry

Spent all his time just counting his bank

Because he's a fly muh-ha-ha now fill in the blank

Because he's a fresh kid and his money's long

Been the subject of a ghetto song

Poor kids admire ladies desire

They say water can't put out this fire

Because he's a fresh kid yeah he's alright

He grew up with the pushers and the pimps of the night

And you could measure or even treasure

The thought that cocaine became his pleasure

Peruvian rock never cut with speed

And he gets skied until his nose would bleed

And that was just one weakness i must admit

Is that when he took a hit he could never quit

Because he's one slick pusher livin' day by day

When the crazy thing happened along the way

You know he started to base at a hell of a pace

And now it's a disgrace he's got the pipe in his face

For twenty-four seven a terrible jones

Didn't take care of business didn't answer the phone

He stayed home alone all in the twilight zone

Just bittin' on a pipe like a dog on a bone

Turnin' blue in the face by holdin' his breath

With the white cloud bullshit stuck in his chest

But then he tried to stop but it never worked

And then the ladies started calling him a freebase jerk

Just to break it all down you know he's not very slick

Because he spent all his money and he spent it real quick

He lost his car his house his friends his wife

And basing cocaine made him lose his life

Because he bought some on credit and couldn't pay

And then the pusher looked for him and blew him away

In a blaze of glory in his own territory

8 million sad but all real stories

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Get down to the funky sound

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Get down to the funky sound get down d-d-down

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