Lyrics:
the music never dull my spirit
Singing sing sing, feel my vibe yeah
The city feel it,
No take me like a fool
Only you and me and two fools
No one want
killers, pull up to your home
Put it to your dome, green light, mean go
What you thought? I'm the one from the block
Atlas from the city with the 40 Glock
the truth, those are fishtails
Shark City, scenes can turn grisly over fist scale
Pharrella, hop in bed with them killers, they'll lay on you
Soon as they
can't stop on
Real trench nigga, and you know i'm from that side
Love to keep killers in the dark when it's hot
You know he a dealer selling dope, that's
with it
I go broke then its back to trenches, with them killers I gotta admit it
Best thing I did was move out the city, got six kids so I gotta get it
Pooh, you a fool for this one go Grizz
You told me, yeah winners Circle
She told me that she loved me
In that state of mind
Holdin' on to that
It all started with the border
And that's still where it is today
Someone killed Ramon Casiano
And the killer got away
Down by the Sister
gettin' some head (Shawnna, you a fool for this one)
I was gettin' some head
Gettin', gettin' some head (special shout out to Bill Clinton)
I was with
the street, yeah, yeah
This shit here gettin' deep, yeah, yeah
I got the pool right by the beach, yeah, yeah
My nigga said, "Fool, that's the ocean," yeah
I
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
it hurts, if we could do it tomorrow yeah we sure would
When you're sittin' in your room and you're feelin' like a fool 'cause you got a couple std's
called, Edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label
[KRS-One]
Biddi-by-by, by
thing a slap
Wit a ass like that An Ass like that
Pants on pants off you can do a dance off
Shawty got it moving like killer wit the mask off
Booty having
I haven't been down 85 in awhile
I pray for exit 37
I pray that the city don't need 7 before I
Even receive 7
I told y'all and I said I will
I'll
I'm the badman
Rolling around the city we putting niggas in the trash can
This lil hoe annoying she get to blowing like a damn fan
Gone be all
spiritually we gon' hold it down
We gon' let that shit be known, every city, every town
Yo, we tired of seeing people of color murdered by police
Think they
Yeah
Always remember man
Don't spend your life in somebody else's shadow
Trying to be somebody else and just be yourself
Might not be accepted by
your birth
My shit go harder I take your CD's
Seeing who can throw farther
Let your bitch go first
It's the killer and you ain't on shit
Putting bitches
assassin
I kill Versace
I walk too much, gotta Gucci watch me
The illest of the killers you
Can tell by my fashion
Light hoodie to bright sneaks
It’s all
fucking with me
I'll put a big ass hole in yo back
Yeah, nigga what? You're now
Rocking with the livest
Beams on the llamas, New York City's finest
A drug
I feel like the city I can never sleep
Missing the bro I feel like we never speak
Lil' bro thought he had clever schemes
Up until he got caught, now
Nsomniac
These lights keep me at night
And I'm fine with that
Long as you're right by my side when we're riding back
Sin City's a bitch and you
King of my city, I need me a crown
My bitch she the queen, I'ma get her the gown
Smokin' this loud and I smoke by the pound
Come to your city, we
by the lights and the girls
Every time I'm here it's a movie
I can feel the city running through me
Living in a whole different world
Blinded by
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