Lyrics:
Well, first I was hollyin' for years by them old timer clicks
I was like twelve, they was like, blood, listen
"Keep your mouth closed and your eyes
even cry
If you were never really mine?
A year's gone by, I'm back in town
I wanna know if you're still around
I don't know how
But I find myself
Then you'll become bitter and too hurt by the tragedy of existence
And then you tend to seek your revenge wherever you can get it and that's not good
walks by is every woman you'll never have
Beautiful, quick and poisonous as mercury
The city is full of women slim and busy
Hoping there is room in
The streets were cold and barren
The nights were dark and dank
And the sky, hadn't had a rain cloud in it for 25 years....
The buildings were dead
at 169
We gon' chill at 169
We gon' be at 169 Street
East 169
We gon' be at 169
We gon' chill at 169
We gon' be at 169 Street
[Verse 2:]
I was 5 years old
to the animal girl, just leave him alone
Guess there’s no homecoming for a man like me
There ain’t no room on these God Damn city streets
For the blood-stained
to the animal girl, just leave him alone
Guess there’s no homecoming for a man like me
There ain’t no room on these God Damn city streets
For the blood-stained
There's nowhere to go here in the city
Cause all of it hurts when you're not with me
All decked out in the gold the streets go
Blurry through my tears
But
city. I|have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated|and directed from within! Our books, our music, our
Once I died in a dream
And the world without me went fine
And then years went by
Take me to that city in the sky
The clouds are aquamarine
Businessmen only discussing the deals
We off of 5th street cruising in a rental
At only 14, I had nothing on my mental breaking they hearts, shoot my shots
of that pressure now
But I can't focus on my blessings Fuck
Life just goes but you don't get 200 just for passing
No monopoly games for Niggas in
in streets by freaking rapist no way no way this ok
My little niece was half her age I say it's time we break away
And break these chains
Under the New York City, New York city lights
She's dead now
Oh my fuckin' God, man
The motherfucker killed her
The 35 year -old victim was found dead
To advanced for my age I was a troubled youth
If niggaz ever say I told then tell em drop the proof
Met jayz at nine years old and ai too
I had 99
on the streets
No clothes or food to eat
Lost by the wayside
You're Grace covers me
If it wasn't for Jesus
Woke me up from sleep
Some aren't as lucky
Nothing but
on the line, I'm paid
Slidin' up on me, you facin' an army, my city got love for the shit that I made
I was up in grandma's, whippin' up the pot
Ten years later,
Welcome to the city of no pity
Man you gotta read between the lines
Welcome to the home of the heartless
What you gone do when you gotta choose sides
don't pay me enough but I can't work a full time job
So I might bang depop or call my bros 200 Hunna go get this prof
Been a year since covid has come
scattered brain.
I make it rain in tears of thousand years of pain.
You disobey, get plagued by sniffing nova cane.
I'm up in Spain, sustained by mushrooms i
General M
Do I need to be more street to get my city attention
Tough guy persona take gangsta class for retention
The once again I would ask what's your
the streets flooded
Without a warning, performing hang them by mic cordage
Immortal recordings painting portraits for supporters
Started from the garden my
That Detroit influence, Slum's sound was mighty fine
Addicted by the time, that we left in ninety nine
After that I watched the struggle from afar
Years
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