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You got one boy
With your right hand
And the other one
You hail a taxi cab

Big city girls you make a mess out of me
Now I'm on my way back
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
to Florida City, Opa-Locka 
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
People jeffin' my checks be nice sums
By the way the way that I talk you can guess where I'm from

Kansas City, yeah! Kansas City, yeah!
Kansas
limpin' 

But back back to the nitty gritty 
Bout this nigga slippin' in my fuckin' city 
By the time that he realized that he fucked up 
The stupid
at that thing in the tight ass jeans
Comin' your way now you may be in luck
Don't you fret boy she's ready to buck

I feel safe in new york city
I feel
There's a long line of mourners comin' down our little street
Their fancy cars are such a sight to see
They're all of your rich friends who knew
cruising round town,
Got some nuddie boots, got a big city cuttie
Blonde hair Brown roots,
look out another hometown hick done struck it
Hillbilly rich
jackpot of your rich kid games

It's a long shot
She's got a troop and a tongue for a slingshot
But she's takin' steady aim
At the big shots
It's hard
train

Well the rich folks they own the big city
And they down us who living the way we do
But when you're born a child of a poor man
You know
City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man
And she won't have to worry
She'll dress up all in lace
this city by storm

Big city life, well here's my take
There's a crack in the picture, window gonna break
It's a catch 22, catcher in the rye
You
City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man
And she won't have to worry
She'll dress up all in lace
Big nuthin', big nuthin', big nuthin', nuthin'

I was on a TV show, that everybody said
Would change the course of my life that night by the time I
rich and pretty
I'll get myself the key to the big city
Find a way to make some money
Move into the land of milk and honey
Everything's sweet
Less skirt and a lot more leg 
Down on your knees and beg 
Too much city and not enough land 
The businessman don't understand 
How many can we
city sweltering hot
Staggerin' drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I
people on their way
Mirrored buildings reflecting in your eyes

Sick city sometimes
Sick city in your mind
Sick city sometimes
Sick city left you way
Guess who's comin' to your big town
Jugglin' Juggalas Jugglin' Juggalas
Guess who's comin' to your big town
Jugglin' Juggalas Jugglin' Juggalas
city sweltering hot
Staggering, drunker than those cops that 2Pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reaching, soon as I
O's I made the bank teller pass out

My trap house floors lookin like a Magic City Monday
But ain't no singles, it's just big head hundreds
My car's
waitin' for the train from Ride
I know she's out there somewhere
Selling all we got but I don't mind

In the big city, you can walk a thin line
And your
West
Kansas City (Stand up!)
You ever left sittin' (Good)
Now you all can see the heart of where the fans livin'
Killer City, Mizery, don't desire your
a mill worth of ice what it bought for me I'm on tha bubble kush man thats a rich high I order Cris by the case I'm a rich guy I'm 25 but I ride like I'm
the NARC sabotagin, slippin cracks in
Your camoflougin, now you snitchin on the squadron
That's somethin niggas can't pardon
City overrun by young gun