Lyrics:
willing to sit-down
Put aside our ego, Pity, Renowned
Man in the mirror are you happy with your smile
Catch me now, I'm willing to come around
Know this
You cut through the city like a surgeon's knife
On a quest for life - but saving no-one
Cause you don't feel pity no more
You're trapped in a city
in pity
My little angels passawaying before they get a graduation
Walking home without transportation
They don't make it back no boomeraging
Left dead
gather all the pieces
So the world may be increased
In simulation jubilation
For the deceased...
Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws
Wrinkles smoothed by
no more, y'all on your con shit
The fuck is your conscience? Testing me is nonsense
The whole city is mine, I'm the best up in my conference
Ain't
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness
Starving, hysterical, naked
Starving, hysterical, naked,
Starving, starving, starving,
at a crime covered city
Where there's no time for pity, we comin' from the village
Of the unprivileged, blood soaked bills through murder actions
me
Showing these haters no pity
The way that we fly round the city
And I ain't got no time for niggas out here taking business personal
Come live life
No stars up above me
The city killed them slowly
And the moon is a birth right
Killed by the king’s pride
You know, it’s hard living alone
How I
I heard we back up on that gritty shit King in my city shit, remember I was down[00:24.90]We ain't never had no pity shit Henny with the duce, they
skrilla thirty five
Said Fred you hot, so these thug niggas gon' try to be by your side
I show niggas no pity
Run in my fuckin city
Don't like it,
I'm in it, flood the mother fucking world
Pretty white toes with the natural afro, nigga mad
Cause I hit her, I'm not beefing bout a hoe, no fo' by fo
Won't sell my gold, still own my soul
My phone still on
I'm trapping again
Back in the streets, hoe I never give in
Run through yo' city die tryna get
nigga, you Blues Clues
24 karat my chain, Mr. T pity the fool
Master P, No Limit money, bando jumping like a bungee
Kevin Hart, your money is too short,
well, if it was me, if it was me
It might be too late and it would be a pity
Better call up the sheriff in Calhoun city
And have the preacher organize
Pick up the damn phone
Pretty kitty, black n white
Light in the city, song no ditty
Pity date Seph, deaf ass
Minus F in dairy, bitch ass Cary
Nowhere
and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight
You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by
You all in that sacrifice
I'm going off
I need a holiday
I been goin' hard like there's somethin' wrong with me
Book a flight for Miami-Dade
I'll lay around by the beach naked
Sip on my
rather play pity pat with a big booty bitch
I gotta put em in they place
Gotta show em it ain't safe
Got a drum in the back
To damn big I got no space
Yea
Okay let's go
It's Toine
Marley
Hoe
Jumped off the porch and went left
I couldn't get no help
Had to run that shit up by my self
Took every loss
Big life big cities true indeed what a pity
righteousness done wit gritty
Never seen Abrahams sons so greedy
See them all grow up in the cities
Every
and throw it on the ground?
Instead I can't get by, fin this make you double girl
I'm back up in this, you pussy niggas in trouble now
Shake, what you gon
her way more's the pity
Just one of those lost souls in the city
Hannah always seemed to have life in her favor
Never one to be short of dynamic
faith
The time I always waste
No pity for a city boy
Imma make some noise you gon hear my voice
These migraines, imma put them in a grave
You cannot leave
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