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Do my singing in the shower
Picking petals from the flowers
I've got super powers
I ain't tryna show
I be doing shows
I be on the road
Now we start

you’ll escape the fate
Once your city start getting rocked, you ain’t getting three days of grace

Hook 1:
We gon’ riot in this bitch and make some noise

sorting affairs
In Babylon Empire the state
Brownstones and fire escapes 
From a block where they fire at jakes 
Caught up the higher stakes
Brought up

that your life, is way more important than mine
Because I took the 101 through the city of dreams
Withdrew from the scene
I cocooned in SD
I’ve been used

the time 
I’m tryna escape the Grim Reaper
A 9 milli be the peacekeeper
When you surrounded by the crooks and creepers
Better pray for Jesus

Young nigga in

for photo class, slick talk, that's their escape plan
The cop calls it in and gives a piss poor pat down
He detains them for back up to emerge from

wanna see me on the scene
Last thing you hear is a bang and a scream
Bare mash man want me on their team
’Cause they know from the bust I shot
Heads are

Not a city boy, don't hit me boy, it's not too hard to see I'm different boy, you see we ain't the same
I ain't typical, physical smaller, little bit

real mad
Chain on my rist
Then I'm feeling real pricy
Forty Two Mil like the VIVI's all icy
Surfing the wave
I'm a Leo no Pisces
Coco Chanel
I'm built

And by the end of the day we’d have cars and game boys

Who would have thought things would change
I mean me and Steven was tighter than Tini’s coming

was my burdon
Sunk so low just needed anything to escape
One night at the bar would definitely change my fate

Met a man in a dark corner in dark attire

the stress by rolling weed
Just so I can escape reality
Nobody turn to, not even friends and family
That's real shit
It's like we're all going through it

and I'd finally be makin' dough
Just a youngin from the city who knew he was next to blow
Okay, tenth grade year, started ridin' in a car with her friend

with it
Bitches pressed, cause a n**** really live it
Tae 30 he a crazy muh fucka
40 wap he a lay a muh fucka
God damn Imma crazy motha fucka

Bitches

Girl I came up from that dirty corner
Raised by a stop sign
My baby mama be the glock 9
That's my baby Nina
She gone drop him every time
DROP
Drop him

it anymore or escape them
The system is broken but that's how they making it
Bent like the rent has gone up exponentially
Aside from the fact that most

unhealthy
I look around and I see people but they just can't help me 
I'm isolated, built a fortress but I can't escape it
Cuz I'm surrounded by these wolves

4 tha Scrilla

B-Legit

Killa Kali

1995

goin by the hood an stick it to them hoes. 

Tenants are livin on the card, them hoes, 
City Bank Visa, but the card is stole, 
Retail price, juss

niggas from the other side, we crippin' in blood
Standin' by the one I shoot at, get hit for nothin' Finally hear U2, think he buzzin
Wild out till I

let the negativity
All on my own
I have to be all alone
But I feel pain in my heart
But yet I have to be grown
I just can't take it, enough
Play from

a it's a it's a it's
Almost like a sign of disrespect

Say, I'm from the bottom, matter fact
The dirt (Geah)
Where the dopeheads dwell and
The trappers

say true religion
A glizzy is in em that's just how I'm living

My city fuck with me from elders to children
The neighborhood hero that live like

so bottomless
Staring at my place they have saved in the necropolis
Trying to escape the constant feeling of this hollowness
Maybe the way for me

escape
But this shit comin', I can smell that shit in the air, and I can't wait

Slide back to the hood with a M in the crate, get to passing shit out,