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misguided by the trust
Respects something you earn
Got it with my nuts
Gotta get it wit guns, only logical to bust
But monotony of being philosophical is just

Crusin' Farsier Blvd made a
Right on Hollywood mayn
Just bought a sack from the
Crest it's all good mayn
In the hood mayn it's the project nigga

Wanging in the city and I Brought my little shorty
Got the drako in the back and She carryin a 40
Spray you niggas we da skunks This shit make me

conscious say I gotta get 'em
Is there a way that a nigga can escape from hell
I fuck 'em up with the mosberg buckshell
Bitch

[Chorus: x4]

Once I

to be a city or two from here
Anything to escape the sheer contempt you have for the small town grind
And the day to day of dead end life
Make amends with

see you in the sun by the sea
I can see your smile in the streetlights of a city far away watching the smoke rise
From your fingers
Through the windows

We're coming live

We're coming live from Scar City, where Scarcity's the Norm

The Formation of the Clouds suggests there'll be a Storm

It's warmer than

Into the night we go 
Escape from all we know 
Across this cryptic land 
No longer ruled by man 
And if the sun shall rise 
We will protect our eyes

Chasing down tomorrows, in the commuter crush.

Skyline kissed by the morning light,
Ambitions set high, out of the night.
Each day a chapter, each step

Nothing Lasts Forever

Nas

The Lost Tapes

2002

get everything you ever wanted baby
That's my word

Trust, my niggas come home from long bids
They check for me before they see their own kids
I

I'm Talkin' to You

T.I.

King [Import]

2006

Fo' you know it ya noggins split ya bottom teeth is falling out
Got a problem wit partner, I see him in the city and call him out
It wasn't for

Who Hotter Than Me

Plies

Bust It Baby, Pt. 2 [12"]

2008

a hoe who don't want me
Like ya can't name a city I ain't hot in
Make you rich but by thirty grand
On fire dog where my fans
Tell you what to call me

[Originally by M. Ward]

i am somewhere in the city climbin' up a fire escape
see i am somewhere in the city climbin' up a fire escape
you know i got

from me, my dear
Run, run,
Faster than the wind
Cause I'm a train wreck
I'm a plane crash
I'm a hurricane that's bound to burn your city to the ground

Nothing Lasts Forever

Nas

The Lost Tapes

2002

get everything you ever wanted baby
That's my word

Trust, my niggas come home from long bids
They check for me before they see their own kids
I

Chariot

Calboy

Wildboy

2019

pimpin'
Giuseppe Zanotti, I cop by the 50, yeah
I work the backstreets in all of the cities
Yes, I paid for her thighs, lips, ass, and her titties, yeah

City where them niggas
City where them niggas
Ain't right

From the city where them niggas ride
From where a dice game could turn into a homicide

40 amp fuse and
The city of losers
Truth got locked
Behind the bars
Prisoner number 804
Blamed and sentenced
For everything and more

Prisoner nr 804

Slow muffled rumble as the bag man stumbles
Out of bed to the safety of a place where no-one goes As hot-wired hoppers and the blades from

I am tired of the city of this grumbling
There's a glimmer in a distant space made from dust in which redeem
I mean
Love once used to magnify
Now

through the darkness, shadows in my sight
City of the damned, no escape tonight
Broken bottles, shattered dreams on the ground
Lost in the echoes, no solace

of a hellish inferno
a mass crematorium
ashes to ashesblown away by the wind

there's no escape
to or from
any knid of nuclear exchange
make haste or we're

your eyes
Enchanted embryo
Living in curio city
Stumble upon an idea
Passionate to be imperfect
Infected by time
Don’t borrow happiness from tomorrow

Ouh, I think i got a crush
On this lady that I met the other day
(Yeah)
Ouh she had the she had that sweetest touch 
(Had that sweetest touch)