.[Intro]
[Hook]
The sun used to shine on my street, on my street
The moon was visible at all times
Light bulbs substituting my moonlight
Rays of the sun replaced by lamps
[Verse 1]
Gangsters, buffalos, flexing in bear hats
We call 'em Russians, New Yorker.
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