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running this city
Draped in gold and leopard skin
Mentally I'm of another pedigree
I'm like Gandhi and Marcus Garvey
On methamphetamine's
Mixed with a hint

around
They burned our businesses and turned our cities into ash
And now they say that's a thing of the past
As Black People work for white people at rates

homegrown
Carolina boy
I always watch the throne
Richland County's very own
I got a city key
It's not official yet
APB be that key
Kodi set the play
He knew

White gold round my neck ball in the city of magic Saving the pennies to add power moves like Shaq Breaking the glass smoking the gas 
Slanging the D

ain't hear me believe me tho
Can't imagine what I did for the dream and gold
Nigga we got a even score
Lavish life living like it was easy tho
Put

a yoyo
I got gold all on my neck
Got gold all on my wrist
I'm so swagged up with my lord
I'm allowed to call him chris (get it?)
What you mad, what you mad

Child of the corn am I gonna blow gonna blow
Coldest brother breathing will I make it snow when I blow
If my soul gold will it snow gold

I used to wanna

Streets of gold heaven gates I'll be pearly gating
City on a hill let my light shine
I'm speaking truth the others lying running out of time
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We clutchin jesus pieces bro
We pray the pieces we turn into hittin heavens door
That return got the ground below your feet burned and See that tree

of deceit
Its not by power but by his grace we live
Based on your beliefs you all going to receive
Pray for peace pray for peace
Everybody pray for peace
Tell

What's Free

Jay-Z

Championships

2018

true
Pray my niggas stay free
Made a few mistakes but this ain't where I wanna be
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas 'I need

Election Day

Arcadia

Sedated in the Eighties

1993

and pray, we're coming up on re-election day

By roads and backways a lover's chance down a wind
Cut open murmurs and sounds be calm hands on skin
Carry

this fade
Do it all the time, still I'm in my prime
Couple new blessings every time we pray

Uh, I'm still the same bitch from the city

New York Times [Bonus Track]

50 Cent

Born Sinner [Deluxe]

2013

This for all my niggas in the city
But this shit really for Queens though
Really for Queens though!
Big city of dreams, motivated by schemes
Gettin'

drip when I walk
Mouth full of gold, got a lisp when I talk
House full of hoes, got it filled to the top
Gas by the O’s, never know when to stop
Yeah

the leaves die
Pre-packaged futures freeze dried, cross me by
The body count in the streets is knee high
Plus, I seen pubbles so deep the puddles speak
Ripe

spent like 2 bands on the waist
Pray to god they don't let me go to waste
Got me a rose gold watch, to remind me of you
Say you need me back, but i need

tops that God is the hero
I am not of this world
Doctrine is thorough
No diamond and pearls
Could stop the referral
I pray for my city and pray for

Rowdy

Yelawolf

Trunk Muzik, Vol. 3

2019

a city that is rowdy, rowdy
If you rowdy, say you rowdy
I'm from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
If you rowdy (I'm rowdy), say you rowdy (I'm rowdy)
I'm

Time is oh so precious like a soul who knows better 
Than the roads to get their bread up
I've invested in a gold from the heavens
Within this volt

Life stuck inside a soul prison
The whole vision is so vivid
You know if you go out first
There's no gold ribbon (Nope)
'Cause we got told living

(Fate)
You can't tackle my moon, yea I think it's too late (Late)
And by the grace, I pray we keep that food up on our plate (Plate)
The city lights got my

You know what the fuck is going on
Grahh grahh grahh boom nigga
Yeah man we on demon time right now
Grahh
Don't wan't no chance
Gonna make it by me