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Livin' in the city
Ain't never been my idea of gettin' it on
But the job demands that you make new plans
Before your big chance is gone
You get
He was a hard-headed man
He was brutally handsome,
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up, and he held her for ransom in the heart
He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up and he held for ransom
In the heart of the cold,
Livin' in the city
Ain't never been my idea of gettin' it on
But the job demands that you make new plans
Before your big chance is gone

You get
He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up and he held her for ransom
In the heart of the cold,
the city, let a bitch know
Red bottoms all white just to shoot dice
Rick Brown leave ya, do it like I'm Big Mike
Jabar home, going on his fifth Rolls Royce
The wheels go turning round, homeward-bound
Can't you hear them hummin'
Happy times are comin' for to stay, hey

We'll be home tonight by the light
And they cleared the bill and rails just by those dark shimmer eyes
In that land there's a winter
In that winter's a day
In that day there's a moment when
The wheels go turning round, homeward-bound
Can't you hear them hummin'
Happy times are comin' for to stay, hey

We'll be home tonight by the light
turnin' round, homeward bound,
Can't you hear 'em humming,
Happy times are coming for to stay - hey!

We'll be home tonight by the light of the silvery
around her eyes 
How hard are y'all? I got a heart the size of Arkansas 
Count to five, these birds gon' hit the ground 
And they ain't from out the Sky
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)

There's mummy in the ghetto
Gotta work it double
Just to pay the bills and get by
But
And I do this for the city
Got some Hennessey and my real
Niggas with me
Fuck the police, they gonna have
To come and get me
If it feel good to you
Peoples' eyes closed like envelopes by folk membership
With unpaid doctor bills, framed got shot and killed
Cock, pop and pilled
Three-tenth cotton steel
pluck holes in niggaz like donuts
And still down to die for all my souljas
Like hillbillies, they don't fear me
So refuse bringin war to the city
With
richer,
I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the heart of the city,
I'm a part of the sewers, I'm the honorable diddy,
I taste the dirt in my sweat, that's from
the ideal nigga
Preppy like Hilfiger
Pretty vill nigga
But wanted to make my dollar bill bigger
Turned into a field nigga
Not pickin' cotton
But pickin'
and missin'
Bulletproof cars are driven, Teflon edition
Bodies cut up in large chunks, thrown in car trunks
Music inside the bar stunk
Gettin' surrounded by
they made it?
And if the dizzy don't kill you, the city will
Simply for the thrill of wiping up a sticky spill
Little tricky get busy of a fifty bill
So
the Middle, play tetherball
Thick ass bitch, high yellow city-slicker
Scarecrow creepin Southern bitches, aka Posie Pussyfictious

Nigga been holdin guts,
the favorite tunes

And back by the bar playing cards looking hard
Was big bad Solomon Jones
And watching over his luck
Was the love of his life
Is the lady that
I treat my dolla bills like my Caddy steering wheel
I'm not a chill pill freak do what ya will
Heart ticking like a timebomb eatin spicy prawns
Man
the Middle, play tetherball
Thick ass bitch, high yellow city-slicker
Scarecrow creepin Southern bitches, aka Posie Pussyfictious

Nigga been holdin guts,
The spring and the fall. The 45 city tours
We in Idaho one night and Portland, Oregon the next day
Up in Anchorage Alaska and then Australia for three weeks
By the time I'm 21 
I'll be the ghetto bill gates 
You were born to be an angel 
That it was in my brain too 
Now the only star spangled 
Is