Sweet City Woman (feat. LSK)

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Jonie D

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Sweet city woman, help me with my application
A compass point, anoint my constellation
A temptation
Never too strong, never too much
Clever enough, and now that we're forever in love
Such a tale told, carried over out on the wings
The city springs, we spread our wings
The queens and kings
Stepping in sin
Where warriors win with stacks
Wails and cracks; dreaming of platinum plaques to hang in the back
California dreaming, till we sitting on thrones
Sky's the limit, we exhibit, rhyme tones in the zones
Rough with the smooth, the hot corners turn cold
No easy road, diamonds turning gold on the road
If loving her is wrong, then I don't wanna be right
If loving her is wrong, then I might be back tonight
Because the night is the moment, your opponent's asleep
And then the sweet city woman steps out in the street

And we say, Mona Lisa, can I get a date on Friday
And if you're busy, hey, hey, hey, how about another day

And we say, sweet city woman, how come your face so sad
Tell me about your life, brother, sister, mum and your dad
When you was younger, and all those little dreams that you had
You played blocky, knock down ginger and followed the fads
At the bus stop, looking at lads, turning them mad
On your way back from college and your marks weren't bad
You said you liked old soul, reggae and jazz
You lent me two tapes Shinehead, Lakim Shabazz
To meet me at the station, so we could smoke round the back
We tagged our names on the wall, yours in blue, mine in black
And in fact, thinking back, I'd wear that old Nike cap
The ball's gone over the wall, please throw it back
We sat, looking out the window, at the junkies shooting smack
It's a fact, that some got clean and some never came back
That's life in the city, moving on fast
The last can be first and the first falls to last

And we say, Mona Lisa, can I get a date on Friday
And if you be T, hey, hey, hey, how about another day

So the children of the harshest darkness are artists
Who started as targets and now play drums and guitar licks
Come again, come again, I believe this ain't running, I've got it, I've got it

The children of the harshest darkness are artists
Started as targets and now play drums and guitar licks
Mud sticks, but blood is bricks to build with
We distilled the rhyme books, we filled and chilled with
Stepping up and out, into tomorrow's first dawn
Lines are drawn, times are spawned, and knowledge born
Sweet city, living, giving out just for crack
Blowing smokes rings through the hole, my rhyme blew in your back
I'm growing big things roll the souls with the lines in my stack
I'm flowing with the kings; angled as armies attack
Turntables still turn until we're late to rest
Making the best of a mess, it's because we're coming up fresh
North to the south, the east and the west
Unless the weak speak, we keep on sold on success
You see, the night is the moment your opponent's asleep
And then there's sweet city woman stepping out in the streets

We say
Mona Lisa, can I get a date on Friday
And if you're busy, hey hey hey, how about another day

We say
Mona Lisa, can I get a date on Friday
And if you're busy, hey hey hey, how about another day

We say
Mona Lisa, can I get a date on Friday
And if you're busy, hey hey hey, how about another day

We say
Mona Lisa, can I get a date on Friday
And if you're busy, hey hey hey, how about another day
Mona Lisa, can I get a date on Friday

And if you're busy, hey hey hey, how about another day

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