My City (feat. MC MONsta BEATZ)

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Cris Cray

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(Cris Cray man yeah)
Cris Cray (92) 
NWO Now We On (Blough, blough)
Twenty eighteen
Yeah
MC MONsta BEATZ (MONsta BEATZ)
(Shoutout Dylon)
Man they ain't ready for what we about to do man
Twenty eighteen "Craytropolus" dropping soon (Something serious man)
They showin' me love
Cos' how I grew up
They giving me hugs
Every time I pull up
Livin' with thugs
That would really pull up
Grab me a cup
Cos' I'm bout to fill up
Really feel love
In the city I'm from
They faking that shit
And it's not gonna come
They making me rich
Like I'm sellin' some drugs
Yeah
It's me and my chick
While we ride through the slums
I'm taking y'all with me
Returning the love
Live through the struggles
To make it above
My music my hustle
Can't push it enough
Copped me a muscle
Leave you in the dust
I'm solving the puzzle
Evolvings a must
Open the duffel
And fill it with trust
My city corrupt
I can't tell you enough
Yeah
My city corrupt
I can't tell you enough
I got locked up
They pull up in a bus
I'll beat a charge
Just like I know the judge
They hatin' me now
Just let go of the grudge
I paint the picture
They trying to smudge
If they came with me
They not gonna budge
Yeah
It's really my city
They showing me love
It's really my city
They noticing us
Cameras all focusing up
Got all this smoke in my lungs
Gotta stay close where were from
Lot of those hoping Im done
Not if I'm opening up
For those that are close to the sun
Lyrics so cold
That they froze in your sub
Feel like I'm old
But I'm really still young
Yeah
Really feel love
In the city I'm from
Faking that shit
And it's not gonna come
Y'all making me rich
Like I'm sellin' some drugs
It's really my city
They showing me love
Really feel love
In the city I'm from
Faking that shit
And it's not gonna come
Y'all making me rich
Like I'm sellin' some drugs
It's really my city
They showing me love
What do they want
What do they need
This is a pack
This is the fee
With nothing distracting from me
And my team
Please
I have a dream
Rappers believe
We all got a voice
But you need to speak
We all got choice
But some of you preach
Some of you reach
Yeah
Father of none
Father and son
They thought I was gone
The further we come
They thought I was was wrong
Well moderate guns
Keeping the violence away from the young
Hearing the sirens that stray from the run
Children are crying they take away fun
Were praising these tyrants
Then make it song
Believe what they tell us
There making us dumb
It's deeper than cells
That they taking us from
No trusting these fellas
Of what I become
No trust and they jealous
Of what I become
Yeah
It's deeper than cells
They taken us from
No trusting these fellas
Of what I become
Yeah
Really feel love
In the city I'm from
Faking that shit
And it's not gonna come
Y'all making me rich
Like I'm sellin' some drugs
It's really my city
They showing me love
Really feel love
In the city I'm from
Faking that shit
And it's not gonna come
Y'all making me rich
Like I'm sellin' some drugs
It's really my city
They showing me love

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