Lyrics:
the fuck I did, lemme see your registration
I'ma keep it real kid I’m just hatin
Ain’t a opportunity I ain’t take close chase
City national bank evolve into
kid not just hating
Ain't a oppurtunity I ain't take close chase
City national bank evolve into shape
Of a dollar then I duplicate
Don't believe?
building oh! c'est haut
American hotel oh! c'est haut
CBS Building oh! c'est haut
RCA Building oh! c'est haut
First National City Bank oh! c'est haut
First National City Bank oh! C'est haut
(The price)
City Center, National Bank by the teller (The racks)
My bitch brown chocolate, Nutella (bhad)
I'm smoking to my fucking lip black (Lip black)
worked
They worked
They worked
and they died
They died broke
They died owing
They died never knowing
what the front entrance
of the first national city
the nations of Eastern Europe
Attempted to restructure
While in the United States civil rights have
Collapsed at the hands of fundamentalists
And national
And national insecurity's at an all time high
Exxon and on and on and on
The ministers of double speak
New meanin' of clean they tried to teach us
They
the National Park
The National Park
Oh the National Park
National Park
All the beauty in the light
The beauty in the darkness
Back to the city I'm on my way
You dey waste smoke bro
You’re wasting loud na stop it
The first
National anthem (eh eh)
All my men from the cartel (I dey hail)
National anthem
of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new national anthem? (It was
national anthem? (It was like this before I got here baby, I ain't do it)
Is this the new national anthem? (I ain't start it, I'm just a part of it)
Turn
City National slip on a citi it's fosho live
R.I.P. to Drakeo chain on my neck roll bounce
Turning up over the years didn't even feel em go by
Just
Yeah!
Ayy you know
I'mma just keep doin' what I'm doin'
Yeah
It's a reason this shit workin'
I woke up with a bank full, with a bank full
With
And rocks line the river banks
Rocks on Les Ambras
Geese on Silver Lake
II. Lifeache and the Postal City Owl Service
I drove by Bear Creek, yeah, the House
a hunrded g's at a time nigga!
Wattup mr bank roll shit im just chillin headed to NY city
talkin' about a nother million
Wuttup mr bank roll same thing
I'll be the goat for my city (Yeah)
I'll be the goat for my city (Woo)
Been killing the scene and ball like a team
So I tell 'em go for my city
meeting, huh?
The issue on the table, Secretary Hamilton's plan to assume state debt and establish a national bank
Secretary Jefferson, you have
is showing –
The recent transactions of his bank account
No one gets paid until what
Needs to get done, gets done
Nope that's not the rules no money,
and Beethoven once unwrapped their bedroll
Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole
And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul
and Beethoven once unwrapped their bedroll
Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole
And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul
Anticipation of death
A sense of national suicide
The column nears a tunnel and stalls
Time ran out for debate
All sides are issuing demands
The city
And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul
To the old folks' home and the college
I wish I could write you a melody so plain
That could hold
[Intro: movie sample]
We are all obligated to pay off the debt
The national debt to these international banksters
That's - that's the bottom line
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