Lyrics:
all about?" [Repeat x4]
Livin' in the city, the crack the mack and all that
Easy does it, is it was it
The black or white that Friday night
In
head?
Or did a truck run over your face instead?
There ain't no pill, cuz you ain't ill, you're ugly!
Chorus (x2)
What you really need is to wear a mask
faith
We some demons, real deal stepper, never stand down
Never run, never back down, stand on ten in any situation at any given moment
See what I'm
Just left the city jail
Just posted bail
And I aint going back fam
Nah aint no way in hell
Omw back to the trap
Bout to go get me a pack
Seen this
by her hair (it's Dolph)
In my city, I'm more important than the fuckin' mayor (it's Dolph)
Ten years straight, I set the prices on the kush, I swear
go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her mama will blow it all outta proportion
Plus she lives poor,
like I'm going (woo)
Running, pitching like I'm bowling (woo)
In my city gangs run the inner city
Load a semi for the Chiddy Bang
Flacko, Fergie,
Lo to the young niggas I know already
I go back like recline, no need for rewind
Still run through flat-bush like the D-line
Usually just the ten
If my sister tour bus, ride through your town
You're gonna have a problem, tell 'em Lil Mama
Uh uh, no way, you can show me how [x3]
You can
that we came up from nothing
Like who really cared that I've been winning
But nigga I'm still jiggy
Disturbing every city
Road rage; 10 days feel like
Yo, nothings over night
Well I done my 10,000 shift and overtime
I seen their boats flying by, I just been rowing mine
Nothing wasn't going right I'm
we've been renting for six months for a fortune and
Sometimes I take a magazine and I escort them two by two
On a little glossy lifeboat into the garden
closer to the edge
almost falling off a building 'im dangle by a thread and my fingers gettin' loosie
If my past was any different my future be a given
my
Stick after stick
I cop blick
After blick nigga
Let's see who run the city nigga
He don't want no problems with us
I'mma fucking savage nigga better
Go
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
R.I.P my nigga they took his life at 23
Rolling with a pack of rude niggas from six three
Free Mel stone they gave him 10 for selling C
Automatic gripping
a bean when i'm stressing bout shit it be helping me out when my head hurting!
Fuck her good then I run from that cat like I'm jerry bitch I ain't trying
Murphy's Law
Generation X—will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress, crawled under rocks,
enemies
If I was you to I would envy me
I was broke and just serving like ten a G
Got my money up now ya Bitch feelin me
Run the check with agility
Bought
on the jumbotron
5-0 in the cut, cut right
I had to throw it long
The city's run by lucifer
I bet you ain't new to her
Pay your dues or you might have to choose
Alaikum, pray to God I make it
We run the city with these vision laces
New mayor if they break it, I'ma run and fake it
I just push the pen to the haters
is, I'm dead and he is rattled
He said it's 10 bandz, i say it's 10 grand
My mama need to eat, man it sound like a plan
And I really need that and I
sweaters in the sink
Now the chain and my watch is gold Dweller with the link
I'm making cheddar, what you think?
Gettin' better by the blink
Let's save
Run run, with her run run, with her
Run run, with her run run, with her
Run run, with her run run, with her
Run run, with her run run
Run run, with
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