Lyrics:
and condition you.
Took over my city and I never asked permission to.
Started poppin bottles 'cause its ATL tradition to celebrate it by hard
Fuck a nigga so
But stand close by Bette Davis
Because hers was such a lonely life
If you covered him with garbage
George Sanders would still have style
And if
the question I don't have an answer for
Why I hunger for something I can't see
Cut it away the dream I wanted life to be
I know I've got to let you go
I
[C-Bo:]
It's all about that, scrilla scratch, flossin' a bad batch and pushin'
Somethin' luxury when it ship the sector snack, my semen
Drank
get mugged if you go downtown
I live back in the woods, you see
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun and a rifle and a four
curves
But the one we got to observe
Always bow your head and pray anytime
Night or day whenever you see a cross on
The side of the highway
Now Derrick
(day)
Of your life (of your life), yeah, yeah
See, we swallowed in this web of lies, never try to exercise
You used to be a fantasy but now I guess
stone
Yeah
There's still crime in the city,
Said the cop on the beat,
I don't know if I can stop it
I feel like meat on the street
They paint my
something I can't see
'Cause I have my own life
And I am stronger than you know
But I carry this feeling
When you walked into my house
That you won’t be
here by my side
Keep Baltimore beautiful it wouldn't look so pretty if I cry
The city looks like someone took the sunshine out of town
Can't you see me
some more old shit from kill em all eh
you don't mind if we speed it up some huh?
So, we need to see some action out there if you fucking don't know by
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WHEN WE WERE TWENTY FIVE
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robes of white
To ride into Glasgow town
And as she rode into Glasgow town
The city for to see
The bailiff's wife and the provost's wife
Cried Alack
Oh-oh-oh-orange
Oh-oh-oh-orange
Watch the sun go down into the sea
Wrap your love around me-e-e
Life is beautiful and now you see
This is how it feels to be
get mugged if you go downtown
I live back in the woods, you see
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun and a rifle and a four
running wild
Runaway child running wild
Better go back home where you belong
Roaming through the city going nowhere fast, you're on your own at last
Never in all of my life
Have I seen eyes as empty as these streets of my city
On a Saturday night,
All the green of your eyes says "Go, leave it all
the chord
Free mind of city life, just ecstasy
Don't block the flow, only you can see
Your reality
And as the program runs surely to the screen
You can't
place is a lover's oasis where life's weary chase is unknown.
Far from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams,
Cozy to hide in,
me shit, man your life's whack
Trap City in my city that's my rack
U know City this is Rack city
I'ma rapper call me Kash Pleen
Trap city bitch,
to see
Must be all her rich friends that knew her in the city
Yes they finally brought her home to me
All the papers told of how she lost her life
I need city lights
Defense and weaponry
No way of knowing
My life expectancy
I learn resistance
Like I learn to see
A living witness
you're young and you're pretty
But somehow I can't see you up in New York City
I'm gonna leave you alone in your own little world
But won't you be
I need city lights
Defense and weaponry
No way of knowing
My life expectancy
I learn resistance
Like I learn to see
A living witness
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