Lyrics:
name
I thought I heard you callin' my name
Funny, I still feel this way.
Your voice seem so close, but I knew
That by now you were many miles
around it
High infidelity
Put on your headphones and burn my city
Your picket fence is sharp as knives
I was dancing around, dancing around it
Do
around get popped like a collar
For slippin' in my city get bitten, chewed, swallowed
Fool, what you think you like me
Your idol and your rival I be
I'm all about it baby
Staying up late just to pass the time
And your parents don't like it when you out getting high
But I'm all about it baby
I'm
Well, that's life in the city
That's life in the city
Listen to me people
Hear what I have to say
Ever since I was knee high
I rocked my blues
become
City run
City walk
City talk
City rhyme
City daze
City craze
City scapes
City style
City muse
City hues
City views
City vibes
City lows
City highs
Bright lights in a busy city
She’s a splash of color
against the gritty
High rise queen
Just raining down her dreams
Washing over everything
take everything, know I got
Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine
(Ayy, Dre what's happenin' wit' it my nigga!)
Still I'm at it, peel
and Tic-Tacs and mom's amphetamines
A hundred miles to go to Kansas City
February makes me kinda crazy
A hundred miles to go to Kansas City
Will you still
the clouds and the street signs
Knowin' that there's something to come, just holdin' on
(City dove, you fly high)
(City dove, you fly high)
(City dove,
I live on the west side, by the county reservoir
And she lives down on depot street, behind the city hall
Behind the city hall
Her father's name
To fairer worlds on high, to fairer worlds on high.
We're marching to Zion, beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion; the beautiful city
to L.A.
More than two thousand miles all the way
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well it goes to St. Louis, down to Missouri
Oklahoma City looks so, so
use dynamite to get to mine quick
That's a process
I Rarely digest
The Bull's crap
From the Ghettos
To the Cockpit
Mile-Highs cuz they wanna
Be
hair down
What this shit cost?
Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now
I hope it ain't talk, no
I could put you in the Mile High Club,
summer
Mile high club G 5 planes
Remember back rubs and pink champagne
Mile high club G 5 planes
Remember back rubs and pink champagne
Do you
Trace paper fly onward
Trace paper fly onward
Wake, city's too high
City's too high-up
Kill us your scumbag youths
Kill us your scumbag youths
More than 2000 miles all the way
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well it goes from St Louis, down to Missouri
Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty
You'll see
A '57 Chevy, Red and White
American Beauty
Levi blue jeans twisin' all night
American Beauty
California girls, Rocky Mountain High
A Texas star
to L.A.
More than two thousand miles all the way
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well it goes to St. Louis, down to Missouri
Oklahoma City looks so, so
the pain that I've been thru.
Talk to her a thousand miles away,
There's tears in her eyes.
If I make it back I'm gonna show her,
she's the one for me -
so many things to see
Big city, you took so much from me
With your miles and miles of lights that shine
You lured her from these arms of mine
Big
respect how y'all
Hold y'all head and y'all
Stand strong after disaster, you know what
I mean? You hold your
Head high after disaster
Not only my city
Well I pick it high and I pick it low
Pick it with my teeth
And pick it with my toe you can
Hear me play for a country mile
Everybody knows that I'm
Hog
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