Lyrics:
in her birthday suit, Flawless
I’m finna blow up like a fuckin comet
Try to stop me now with some hatin’ comments
Ima go get it
I can’t even get in my
When we hit ya city, thats all us
Diamond beats so flawless
These thirsty bitches all mad at me like why the fuck you aint call us back!?
III'm - So
to
The friendly protest
And the Kings point of view
Got me looking at George
Like what the fuck can we do
Amaudoo, Eric garner, Michael brown
Been going on for
There's a flood of blood in my city
There's a cry of why in my heart
There's a pain for change in everybody's eyes
I don't see how one wouldn't be
tell if I was there, is if I made a mess
I done been did, what they done did, that's why I ain't impressed
Ridin' through my city, I'm in a Rover, it's
Let's go, let's roll, heard a lot from my city but you never heard the best flow
Putting shots where your vest go, better watch for the cops cause
like city buses
You fuckin' with the Hub City Hustler
The vans on the block won't touch us, the streets my home
So I move weight on the block like I'm
say to me
Today the dark is where they find their prey
Find their prey
Take it back
Take it back now
Why wont you just go away
Go away
Hold me back
Hold
da splitter their Dinners been given delivered
The mission ain't switchin go get em,
What's given is given no tripping
Just learn while you listen
got no love left for us
This for every Ruby in the south
This for every Rosa on the bus
This for every Michael, Eric, George, Breonna, Alton
Sandra,
I'm from killer, killer Cali'
We ride low-low Chevys and Caddys
Palm trees and kush smoke, good weather and baddies
In the city, you can lose your
poppin' so I'm stoppin' at the Fat Burger
Look through the paper it's another black crack murder
The city's full of surprises, you can live or you can die
the city of God
I walk around in the city like God
Made it out and still come back
Somebody, please tell me, what are the odds?
On this mic, I am
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
you and your preference
Barely Legal blow up like terrorists
Wam Bam Like I'm George Michael
Norman Bates way I go psycho
Bloody walls in the halls make
of trappin
We see him round up by that nigga, Beat it Michael Jackson
Come here, nigga, where the fuck you goin', nigga
We see him round up by that nigga,
end just like I'm Michael Phelps
At the top you ain't screwing me here
Gotta get out my city, I feel like ain't no opportunity here
You ain't shopping
themselves
Should've seen it comin everybody got their tells
One day imma wake up realize that I'm by myself
In a city packed with vultures, want my soul it's
friend, my hero, was killed by a drunk driver in
a head-on collision. He died instantly.
I couldn't even bring myself to go to his funeral.
My agony was so
wall in New York City.
While under arrest, in the presence of eleven white transit cops,
Michael Stewart was strangled to death.
When his case was
Ok yeah A-t-l-a-n-t-a Atlanta niggas
A-t-l
Off the chain
A-n-t-a
G-A
Wuz up east side
Its going down baby (in the city in the city)x4 its
poppin' so I'm stoppin' at the Fat Burger
Look through the paper it's another black crack murder
The city's full of surprises, you can live or you can die
(George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Tanisha Anderson)
But if we've supposedly come so far then why are we right where we are
(Corey Jones, Alonzo Smith, Tyree
George Michael does on maybe
This country should take a look at itself
Pay more attention to mental health
Properly redistribute the wealth
But lyndsays
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