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to flee
Like a Barracuda ride racin straight for the greed
I'm Joe & Mac in the Tropics poppin dinos for cash
I’m John Locke blowin up the hatch after

all the city lights
Holding on I'm sitting tight
All in all, I'm in it like
Fill up my cup, I'm enslaved by the bottle
Cop a couple pills of pop,

The country we call Peace
The badlands where the Dino's hide
The Prairies and the trees
And in the West the Chinook Wind
Her breathe so warm and dry
Her arch

Pull up with the heat bitch
With the heat
Got a Dino in the whip let's race in the street
Ganging in this bitch if you don't fuck with me
I don't

Yeah, Yeah
Yey
I had to switch up the flow to just Flex!
Pop by the Stu with a Dino a Rex
My old girl trippin' she sent me a text
Stupid, damn that's

anymore he wanna
Just go ahead and take him to the store
Back where he got him in the first place
Hope they're open on sundays
His mama
Yeah she knows that

anymore he wanna
Just go ahead and take him to the store
Back where he got him in the first place
Hope they're open on sundays
His mama
Yeah she knows that

Every thoughtful citizen
who despairs of war
and wishes to bring peace
could begin by looking inward
by examining his own attitude
(Holy shit!)
(I

I be subb'n thru
I be subb'n thru
I be subb'n thru
Uhn

I be 
Subb'n thru my city
Subb'n thru my city
Subb'n thru my city
I know u hear me

I be

City yeah
Yeah you should've said those things to me
While I was in your arms
And know I'm going to
Heartbreak City
Heartbreak City
Heartbreak City yeah

viel keef
ich hab Appetit
brauch mich nicht beemen
bin am fliegen Alladin
ich hab toppi in den Jeans
Cosmo City ist mein Team

Order paar Kilo
mach mir

the truth what I did and who I did it for
Cause I put my City on out my City on and we ain't never gonna fall
Fuck 12 I got dirty work in my draws and I just

City of Dope

Too Short

Life Is...Too Short

1988

trip, get pistol-whipped
By a psycho maniac sick in his head
want to be a gangster, now he's dead
His brother took over, ain't no sweat
Bought a new

times they'd stand
With scales and teeth, and big strong feet, Dinosaurs, let's all meet

Velociraptors, quick and sly, In the Jurassic, they'd zip on by

(4,3,2,1)
Is the city spinnin' fast?
T-Minus 4, 3, 2, 1 blast
5 Star dinner chandelier peeled off the glass
I was
In New York City trippin' of a tab

City of Angels

Miguel

War & Leisure

2017

Fighter jets all over my city, uh
Cool car trails in the skies, yeah
Its breaking news all over the TV
We were here, by surprise
Alright

I was

Walkin' in my door sheets, no merely
I just smoke Weed gotta catch the jet
I'm out the city 'fore they off me
He trippin' on the gang, do
'em, when we see

Yeah
So we mobbing
Party party
Party party
Outside
Party party
We rule this city
Rule this city
In the morning I'm rolling
Party party
I might just break

down, now tell me if you're living
In Battle Creek City, or even by the limit
And you can stop by, come and see how we roll
How we do it at FireKeepers

bodies
She in love with the city yeah
She in love with the city yeah
She in love with the city
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah
She in love with the city yeah
I was

Pablo Picasso
Go old school like fuckin Dino’s and Vinyls
Been workin like theres fifty months in my time zone, it’s vital 

My girls all angels, all

Niggas got bankroll
Stacking up pesos in the city
Killas be lurkin
Tryna merk something in the city
Bitches be suckin and
First night fuckin up in

into pesos
Now we all sipping in Mexico
Smokin that gas like Texaco
Stick by me you’ll be next to blow

Stick by me you’ll be next to blow

I just put my

I Am the City

ABBA

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1993

in the neon light
Dazzled by the crazy magic
They're grabbing pieces of the fatted calf
And in the wind if you listen hard you'll hear me laugh