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Look at the knuckleheads standin on the corner Tonight there wonæ° be any drama No fights, no threats, just havin fun This time has finally come The streets that are made of Gold This is what I surrendered for One heart, one mind, Itæ¯ the promised land itæ¯ the promised land On the corner on the streets Itæ¯ summer time can you feel the heat Trouble arises outta boredom And we wonder why this world is outta order |