Lyrics:
chase you like a truck
You're running out of luck
You rush into your dirty crushing thirties
A city from which there's no escape
You regret
Past failures
suckle
with jasmine bits, five hundred rap battin average
One taste the bowl and blow up magic, Houdini escapes
from the fermenting hell halls of tragic
city! welcome to detroit city yea!]
See me when I land all over you motherfuckas!
bring you wolves haha
Me and you! mono e mono
I crush you with
a wet piece of tissue
Ruff and rugged, stronger than Bounty
New York is the city, Bronx is the county
Learned from the best so the rest just fess
Now
down
We are all tired of living day to day
Piece by piece, my conscience will also be erased
Obeying and nodding is a waste
We have to escape from this
or is it Versace?
You got me sloppy from popping this oxys and shots of saki, copy (chaa)
All you ladies in here, I am sharing wood (chaa)
I just, wanna
The city’s alive
With you by my side
Nothing's ever felt so right
That’s just the city of love
Time stands still where I’m from
Oh you can taste it like
from what exists, but
Death is not an option, bitch you just don't
Get it, no escape from yourself that you've been cased in
Case and point you wanna
These Days
[Into]
I used to dream about the money I’m makin these days
Remember it was hard times wit minimum wage
I used to wanna crush these
by the name of 2Pacalypse (uh)
The 707, my roost go hella far back to Floyd Terrace (yeah)
I pull a forty out of my ballcap
And then I flush it
by the name of 2Pacalypse (uh)
The 707, my roost go hella far back to Floyd Terrace (yeah)
I pull a forty out of my ballcap
And then I flush it
[Pharoahe Monch]
As you look from whenceforth I come; riding the wind
thus eliminating competition from bird's-eye view, I'm
descending in
when I'm scrambling at night
And if its off the set I brought hammers to the fight
But we from New York City, right Cam?
[Cam'ron]
Ya damn right
at the lip
Anybody that want to give me banana split
It's only E-40, Murder in this bitch
All the money motivated me to biatch
Three soldiers from
what you think
Pass the 40 right by me
Cause you know I don't drink
I remain sober when I drop a hit
But I put gum in my ass cause I like to pop shit
to rescue you from hell
I wanted to unleash some fury
But I could not escape from the same old story
Grim Pop with the blood and the words and the crush
For
you fall
The serpents head Mary our mother will crush
But anything else I'll be there in a rush
His bones are cracking, thank you Lady
Of Guadalupe for
Manners isn't made for Gnar
Banner Hulk is who I are
Charming but alarming
Bandle City's my Jurassic Park
-From Diddy Kong, - (To the mighty Grodd)
(Hit
with jasmine bits, five-hundred rap battin' average
One taste the bowling ball magic
Houdini escapes, from the fermenting hell halls of tragic
attacked like seven maniacs with wooden bats
Daily evidence I erase, can't be traced by jakes
Nucleic niggas from the mind penetrate the star gate
MC's found
[U-God]
Yo yo
I was born with this magnet, warned by the dragnet
About my dirty habits, I got to have it, the super-glow
Deuce Bigelow - Male Gigolo
occasionally obscured by the smoke
I guess most the time, you'll be safe from street crime if you're smart and you just stay indoors.
Do you need to go out when
Back to back in my head
Reminiscing the dead
See lights of blue and red
Phone's tapped by the feds
Yellow tape losing my friends
I'm struggling
Made off of the dreams from millions of us
Escape!
Lest this city will swallows you whole
Will I let it take it all
Will I let it take control
Will I
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