Lyrics:
are safari
Walking by lookin back
Walking up right in the club
And order like 40
Sending it straight to the tab
Bitches come screaming
And asking for
him for 20 years to make the party pop,
By the way, reverse, turn around and take it from the top,
Two steps to the left, step step,
Two steps
Terror in your eyes
Night the city cries
Payback is crime
You damn near died
Bandaged by wounds not mine
The city cries, drama ride
Guns out
they're messing around
With me, or with you?
No, you don't exist in my lost city
I can't be found
No lights, no life, no escape from this
Running, running
to beat
Yet still you stand with frozen feet
You try to run, you try to scream
But no more sun you'll ever see
For evil reaches from the crypt
To crush you
the weekend (for the weekend)
Kansas City in my blunt when I'm Chiefing
I don't go off the beat, bitch, I off it (fucked up)
I'ma asshole, I get paid just
side
Circled by mirrors so I'm surrounded by some winners
Oppressive walls wanna crush me
Fucking thoughts they are eating me
Living solo as an outcast
JTC BEATS
Spin again whole whip got FN's
We spin again these 40 cals can meet your friends
When we spin these 7.62's cut his dreads
Spin again he
Forbidden Godz of Khemet
Returning from the past
The proof is in sarcophagus
Exhumed from the sands
Our history is twisted
By the ones who stole
a head rush
Twist the cap and tap the bottle
That's my motto, here it comes full throttle
Straight up at ya from forty below
Freezing, you're bleeding
of a inner city youth
It's a shame but it's the inner city truth
It's either cops or the ops that's the reason for the shots
Fired from the gloccs leave
They wander through the night,
Their minds consumed by the flame,
Their spirits torn and broken
Trapped in a never-ending game.
The city is cold
can't stop me, by the way
Suicidal if you walk in my aim
Cue the title cards, I think that James
Cameron needs a camera on my reign
An 30 hour album can't
Dressed to impress girl
Now watch me throw on my fit
Press the red button honey
Im'a blow up the kids like I'm head hunting
So come get destroyed by
at #5108
Its a nice place for your bitch to escape
Ahhh
Late Nights, Late Night at #5108
Its a nice place for your bitch to escape
Ahhh
New hoes from these
to arrive
Beneath a weathered tree
I want to escape from this crowded maze
I want to leave
I want to breathe
I'm coming back
Feel the love from the city
phone sayin 'yes ya'll '
Who can save this city? (Witness!)
From hip hopcrisy (Witness!)
Akshon,'黄崇旭 breathin tracks to life We rock tight
Baby my hotel
paying rent[00:43.27]I ain't make it in time, they don't know me[00:45.53]In a city of a milli' feeling lonely[00:47.40]How that make sense, I ain't
nice
We smash mics, and blast too precise
Fast 40 days and pray for 40 nights
City of brotherly love
Nah mean, home of the thugs
Back on my side,
Man, I came up from the bottom, that's why I'm talkin' cash shit
Man, I went in my mama purse and I had got my ass kicked
Let a nigga see his kids,
in, no escape, so tight
Syncing feeling, still we intertwine
Pull me in, no escape, in sight
I might come apart while you next to me
When you by my
could never be forgived by
The turtle that I murdered
The one I took this cape from
What is it inside of me
I'm trying to escape from?
Running
to escape from real life
Yeah, we had it all figured out
A pocket full of pills and a forty in my mouth
But, I never should've let my best friend drive
my squad physically hype
Get a hundred blast from Funkmaster, crush ya life
Blast time to go now, show these fake rappers the way to go down
Down
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