Lyrics:
still it's under God
Not gonna throw the towel in, I'm by my brother's side
Your niggas be your niggas when you level up
You see that yo niggas
it slow, fellow
Just because the light's green doesn't mean you should go telling
All the city kids to grow up
Hell no!
Life's a game of hide-and-seek
them
Brothers and sisters
Hold up your hands
Shout out
We are not taken in
We're not fooled by your city lights
In your modern slave built paradise
Boosie Badazz
Rozay, I know about that nickel rock
In the match box I saw my first nickel rock
Cash city, nigga with his first nickel spot
Rest in
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, oh, oh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
I see the city lights while I'm city
it's go time
Smokin' out while we whippin' in the city lights (yeah)
Heavy with the scope, with the satellite (uh)
Speedy ladies and they all like me
juice from the fucking light poles
Shout out to the Bronx, nigga!
Aye yo, this shit go way back like a Uni marker, kid
Bombing the D train and hit
city
Will they get toured? Nay, do you realize
I still got a break, brother
When I quake in action, think of Blake and Jackin'
Take cover
That's Lyt
Slime ain’t have his pokey, so he use a bottle of Henny
Coming from a City of God like Li’l Zé and Bene
Heat the block on winter then we hug
to Magic City and the girls dance naked
I'm somewhat of a hero by the way I rap
But I'm living like an Oak town mack
I'm in the house y'all, I'm like
Mixtapes by wack DJs adds doo doo play
I'm on the turnpike, the city drifting down the highway
Like a mirage, the style there is all illusion
On videos
Mannie Fresh'll get to see the light
Damn, Stunna, I loved you, nigga
Hate it came to this
Maybach Music
You stole them boys pub and bought
with by false positive attitudes
Not just a shadow cast by the light
Maybe in the end we manifest our own blights
The sons this city raised will now
definitely coming if she's coming with me
I'm like a hundred degrees man I'm even hotter than August
See half them girls in your city they probably got on my
You'll be lucky to get rid of me let's call this shit the lottery
I only hang wit real ones got brothers by the side of me
My brother feining to kill
Part 1: The Light
When the bell struck one, Scrooge winced, looking around.
The curtains of his bed were drawn aside with no sound
And he saw
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
all country and Western
We're northern and southern
Sisters and brothers
Motor city down to Mississippi
Vegas lights to Atlantic City, yeah
Boosie Badazz
Rozay, I know about that nickel rock
In the match box I saw my first nickel rock
Cash city, nigga with his first nickel spot
Rest in
Boosie Badazz
Rozay, I know about that nickel rock
In the match box I saw my first nickel rock
Cash city, nigga with his first nickel spot
Rest in
a well
While I watch my brother stacking stone, whippin' water by the scale
Tryna' get a mill' on the other side
They ain't got a meal, we don't
a city filled with life
Big business, flashing lights
Two completely different sides
Juxtaposed from guns and knives
They buy some clothes we clutch
Hard truth soldier radio
Brothers and sisters, this is not a test
I've been asked by Public Enemy
Leader Chuck D to make this emergency
So I drive and reminisce under city lights
Under the neon lights
And when our particles pulled us apart
Who knew that come tomorrow
That we'd be
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