Lyrics:
shone in the east and what a dream it was
In London Town I walked around Piccadilly Circus
A mass of people movin' here and there I wandered where
I've begun
I'm sorry, I am too late
To say the things I needed to say
Now I'm asking God
How long do I must wait?
Til I see your face again
Why does it
you sizzling like bacon
When you pray say a prayer for me
A nigga could use it
Through my pain there's a piece of
Me in all of my music
Go head you can
and the puddles of rain reflected your face in my eyes.
We finally made it on a hill-top at four a.m.
The whole city is your jewellery-box; a million twinkling
and set the tone
Don't judge another by the color of their skin tone
Not everything is black and white sometimes it’s two tone
Release the hate in your
Paris France somehow by chance that I took the Bible out
As I flipped the pages I saw these words
And I knew what it was all about
For I read, "Fear not
Tonedeff
"New York City" - C-Rayz Walz
Peace, this is Afrika Bambaataa with my
Brother DJ JS-1 as he rock
Shock your funky mind one more time one
Time for
got a homie in denial cus it's painful witness
How many tragedies it take for him to lock arms with us
I slick think we uncovered plans to live in
call this bitch sin city
You could lose it all today just got to for win for your city yeah
Put your drinks up
Lets get to toasting
Im a grown man my
on bitches, they friends and some hoes too
And now they all rating my music so fuck it i don’t need you now you old news
I might be soft for real, but don’t
us.
They're coming for the ones you love,
cin't nobody taking my guns.
The biggest mass genocides were always the government on their own people.
I'm
so put your trust on no one
See them start to leave when everything going so wrong
Don't vouch for that nigga don't try it, don't try it
Don't vouch
Music, drama, dances - the Arts
Theatres on the Bay for everyone
Mass Rapid Transit above and below
It's for you, it's for me, it's my Singapore
Bishan -
the Bullock Family Mass Choir sings it, it can go from 4 minutes to 10 minutes like a revival song.
Gather in your tools, your work is all done. Gather in your
can see
I bring them to the light for you
It's only right
The soundtrack to my life
I've got some issues that nobody can see
And all these city lights
the city and the target's got your name
Your favourite rapper is worried coz I'll replace them
And give them hell then I do it again, ah
They tell me Jones
triggered hella people when I dropped Louisville's Greatest
I never did to be braggadocious
It's really for the hopeless to be recognized by talent
the barrel that I hid under the covers
I can switch up all the flows, I keep a secret in a cupboard
Takin' off like I'm a rocket, I be doin it for fun
a milestone
People calling me, asking me for money, man
The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone
God damn, god damn, we at it again
Me
spoke on the phone
Some say it's overblown but she don't give a damn
All the black girls think that she want they man
But it's not your fault they
bundle up
See, it's a cold world, so homie, bundle up
We ain't on this grind for nothing, now get your hustle up
Baby, you gotta know that I'm just
bundle up
See, it's a cold world, so homie, bundle up
We ain't on this grind for nothing, now get your hustle up
Baby, you gotta know that I'm just
drank right where you stand
It's alright, I'm with the band
It's the city of music
Sing it for the ghosts that came before you
And play 'til your
the DJ, and saw who it is
They said, "Make the music with your mouth, Biz!"
[Chorus]
It may look and sound easy doing the human beat box
But it's
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