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the city
They might say, oh what a pity
They might want dope
There might be a whole bunch of people like me
You've got gold in your face
Tell us a story

What you know about them city blocks?
Ah Ah 
What you know about them city blocks?
Ah Ah 
What you know about them city blocks?
Midnight not a fright

about taking you overseas, ain't hanging locally
Get on the road for me, you're gold to me

Now I dream about midnight summers in the city of love
(Yeah,

slaughter niggas
I'm tell you nigga my city real
Tats all on our body
Thugged out we rocking golds
It's them niggas 912
C-Pote you know the code
And we

the Midas touch
Got gold diggers looking at my fine wrist watch
Even got the restaurant to fine dine this fox
Better call me by my name that's right it's

an electric feel
By Flaneuring through the city
Seeing changes and expressing society through music
I'm also known as both Icarus and Sisyphus in this chapter

Atlantic City

The Band

Jericho

1993

And the gamblin' commissioner's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth

Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put

control
There's signs I can't deny
Every time we get high
I see you by my side
I walk this dirty road
I came for you before

This gold city sore my throat

8 Million Stories

Kurtis Blow

Ego Trip

1984

featuring Run D.M.C. 



(intro) 

There are 8 million stories in the naked city 



8 million stories (x4) 



(verse one Kurtis blow)

fresh
Pharaoh being snitched on
Mickey Pharaoh will not accept the blame
Mickey Pharaoh made
Made you say Pharaoh 
Made my credit billionaire Brand 
Gold

ich mich topfit, MM bleibt Block-Kid
Legend from the Block, Pumaletten sind top
Wie die Ketten aus Gold
Paranoia vor Cops, Trap-Haus wird zur Hot-Box

Island
BX to Queens, Manhatten
New York you know we wilding
New York is my city
Nathaniel
Topless coupe Mercedes
I'm just breezing through the hood doing

a prodigy like god this boy is gifted 
Walk around my city people looking at me different 
Yea I write, record, and mix and master it as independent
I'm

whoa!
I'm poppin', I'm poppin', I'm poppin', I'm mobbin', I'm mobbin', I'm all through your city Like whoa!
Carolina's own
Got gold bars on my iPhone
You

For your country
Stand up for your country
For your country
Stand up for your country
My city My city
Pamuregeji my city
My city My city
Jah

AH e Dama
Ye a know say me a hustle for a long time
You know From Ghetto to City
Ei no me
From Ghetto to a real City
From Ghetto to a real City
I

four gold
And we never used MTV we went up the back road
And built a fan base that's so behind the clown
That they'll tear your fuckin' city in have

Atlantic City

The Band

The Best of the Band, Vol. 2

1999

And the gamblin' commissioner's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth

Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put

City of Angels

Ozomatli

SXSW Live 2007

(Let me tell you a little something about L.A)
(I love it)

Woo
Ooh-ooh, woo
City of angels, city of angels (alright) ooh-ooh
City of angels,

rats all in the basement
Niggas' shooting by my house man
Weekends over at Granny's
She got everybody drinkin'
But the young-ins gettin' older though, uh

6 'N the Mornin'

Ice-T

Street Soldiers [Priority]

1992

at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just

forward to the sunshine
Here in Upstate New York, I got my own little gold mine
Hanging by the lakeside

I grew up in the city, but my heart belonged

When it's rare, it's special
Especially, when it's rare
Nice in Here
Win City music, watch her move it
This her song, she be grooving
All this gold

THE PACK OF GOLD DUST THAT HAD FINALLY MADE HIM WEAK

IT WAS UP IN DAWSON CITY IN THE FALL OF NINETY-TWO