Lyrics:
Lookin' out a dirty old window, down below the cars in the city go rushing by
We sit here with no dosh and wonder why?
Should we catch the bus
I make music for lost niggas
Young bitches with babies by drug dealers
Heaven help us they letting them cops kill us
Black talons we loading them cop
Choose the bed you make, prepare to lay
I'm still the guy that's tryna pave a way
Still divided by the love and hate
Cruise through the city just
Martha and I are two of a kind
Different in every way
Different hair, different politics
Different things to say
She lives in the suburbs, I live in
[Chorus: x2]
I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes
Too many rookies, not enough pros
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
In my grave the shadows pin two houses wide
Its overwhelming how they want it all back
The devils always red
Do you see
From a city inside
shacks
(In the name of Raymond)
But I would be a fool to let it hold me back
In the name of Rame
It's too much sorrow in my city an it hurts
One
when the session spark
Brooklyn test ya heart
New York City, Bucktown Commity
Stay busy, break big bricks and stay gritty
[Verse 2]
We stay sick
Knocked his ass out and kissed
Him on the cheek, uh
He fucked up just by thinking I was sweet, uh
I run this city, might have
Thought I wore some
the Dope Game Boomin (RGLDGB)
[Verse 2 (Macc Dundee)]
cnd if its hitting watch me flip it bet I pitch it like a quarter back
Catch me in your city making
Far from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty
Caress the streams
Cozy to hide in, to live side by side in
Don't let it abide in my dreams
a lesson or two
Gratitude was in my presence, let the blessing pursue
Opinionated, I respect it, but I'm next with the truth
Why you front all the time,
la maschera da uomo, sono Reptile
Hi-tech, young veg
Alta scuola, Senpai
Rap live, raffiche di Tech N9ne, death line
Sto con 2P pochi ma buoni, voi
us both
What would we do?
How would we go?
Would we pass out
In barracks beneath bed sheets?
Brand new sneakers on our feet
Two by two into
Millionaire, still got the strip locked
Uh (hahahaha)
I was-I was dreamin' 'bout this wealth, even when I'm with them shooters
Got the nina by my belt,
(H-H-H-Hot 92. 4, Where Hip-Hop lives)
Ladies and gentlemen, we at Hot 92.4. We got a very special guest in the building
Yo, make some noise for my
colors
I feel like God just blessed me
With two new brothers
Cause' I look to the cross
And I ask for proof of it
To the father, to the son
Holy spirit
You're Mars, calling up Neptune's daughter. Sometimes rain that's needed falls. We float like two lovers in a painting by Chagall. All around is sky
some flicks
I want to wake up with a woman, not wake up with a...huh
I want to follow my dreams, not get stuck in a line
'Cause by the time I reach
Wit' a sentence
I seen him turn a seven day eventess into an apprentince
Many wifes into wenches
Renlentless
Have a fun day, by Monday, she's
and fuck with the squad
Critical plot, administered by the nigga who
Critics consider the illest shit in the city now
Bitch lie me down, so hot I could
righteous
It did not matter that we knew not what it was
For the radio said that the lives of our wives and babies
Were under attack by vampires and aliens
他看过夜总会的小姐在外通宵站台
He saw those ladies of the club stand outside all night
他身边走过上班族回家的学生们
Office workers and student walking to home passed by
他变得沉默寡言最熟悉的陌生人
He became
hoping that you trap
I'm just hoping you try to try me
Get drag around by your suit tie
You can catch me in the foreign city
Where they don't even know I
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