Lyrics:
soft you can bend it,
But this shit so heavy, I'm dented,
Like God, damn, got white gold,
Got goldie gold, got 24 carat that's colby gold
We T-Dot kids,
[Hook: Unknown Singer]
Live by the gun, die by the forty (x7)
[Killah Priest]
I see demons in the atmosphere
Gats appears out of nowhere
Blood
You'll be sorry when the sun has roasted you to
Lobster red, nothing said
When yellow has turned green to brown, divide by four
Multiply by nine,
of love, no lie
Appreciate you more, as time goes by
When it's truly true, it don't die
I see you in L.A., I see you in NY
I see you in the A, I see you
the middle (eww)
The White Castle, the Empire State
The home of that Time Magazine new face
Metropolis of the world, I'll show you where I come from
By how
the pen and the pad, he threw a tag up
Uncooked beef in the street, they tagged the rag up
Goldie got the clip from the closet and filled the gat up
it’s was poured Goldie locks bitch don’t you dig in my porage
live by my gun still die my Sword channel on feet cost a Duce four
I got it for me
Daughter of Zion once precious princess
Left hers father house
To walk streets that never rest
Maybe they'll hear me in metropolis
So I'm
I was a country kid through and through
I got my bare feet bit by a wreckin' crew
Of fire ants on a mission
For total domination of the font yard
/ I See Dis Shit Clearly Now / Devil Can Hear Me Now / Yea I Walk By Faith, But This Here Rod Gone Help Me Clear it Out / Have You Ever Gave Yo Last
a trophy cuz everything goldie
homie want smoke with me cuz his hoe chose me
we popping champagne while we up in the cut
if you aint family you aint rocking
a trophy cuz everything Goldie
Homie want smoke with me cuz his hoe chose me
We popping champagne while we up in the club
If you aint family you aint
no more
I’ll never be the same no more
I don’t need u to be by my side no more
Shit don’t even feel the same no more
Verse 1
Now I got brand new car
I
All I want is clean sheets like am Goldie standing on the post taking shots like I'm Caslas.
We used to stay afloat 8n the shallow now we go deep ,
The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis
Shining, like who on top of this?
People was hustling, arguing and bustling
Gangsters of Gotham
Have you heard about them boys?
They go by Slowed and Throwed
Steady sipping on a four
And blowing dro up in the show
Always leaning to the side
the Empire State
The home of that Time Magazine new face
Metropolis of the world, I'll show you where I come from
by how the cash stack, and how I make a gun
that track
In the four
And it ain’t no stopping the show
LA metropolis so
There just ain’t no stoppin’ when I hit that
Bomb head in my car
Got that bomb
I've got nothing to lose.
But when I'm alone with the bed and the phone
I get the terminal metropolis blues
I flew to the coast where Superman's
eggs Benedict
Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energy
It's time I society beats release
Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
By
words in a bismol energy
It's time I society beats release
Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
By the time I caught up to freedom I was out
in the club and even crept to dinner
It's such a funny situation
'Cause I knew she had a man in the ave by reputation
I get around I'm just a product
Willingly marching towards suicide
The edge of chaos upon which we stand
A great Metropolis for the damned
Our chance at life wasted by our own hands
The sun
See them all marching beyond the horizon of hate
Bound by an ancient curse, annihilate
Nothing will break them apart
No sign of fear ever touches
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