Lyrics:
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It's the plane you wanna catch to Vegas
Things you swear you do before you die
It's the city you love that waits for you
But you're too damn scared
Word of mouth
I'm starting fires that you'll never be able to put out
Town by town
I strike that match and than I watch the city burn
you're mine
Walking through the city streets
Is it by mistake or design?
I feel so alone on a Friday night
Can you make it feel like home
If I tell you
nothing
This time we'll burn your cities down
We'll turn your blood to democracy
Just like Jesus would do
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So let the children burn
They're
place is a lover's oasis where life's weary chase is unknown.
Far from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams,
Cozy to hide in,
your hair,
Your gold digger's stare,
You sell yourself just like a whore.
You're bound by golden handcuffs, it's never enough,
I hope you find your
Mais la vie refuse de lui laisser le choix
C'est comme si cet homme ne pouvait plus changer
Il est en stand by, c'est dur à supporter
Toujours pas de
die Westside
Sentimentale Rapper knall ich in die Backside
100 Löcher durch die Baggyjeans, Drive-By
Ich bin Anti-Rap, komm, lak, ich bin Anti-Alles
the moon
By sunrise I could hear the church bells ringing
I got there as the saints were marching in
I sat down on the back row
And heard the story
because you paved the way
The hate make me better
Now I'm happy, smoking good and motivated
To keep running this city forever
I love to rap
Dizzy
Our city is bleeding for prims and I don't protest
I just dance in my shadows
Hallow be thy empty
When my name don't sing, shallow waters
Under
when I do it sound like the trap,
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap,
I'm just hoping you try to try me,
Get drag around by
shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind
Have you seen
The sun is up, the time's at hand
There's a stir across the land
So begins another day
On life's highway
On city streets, down country roads
may not let
Go
You may not let go
Fathers in the mirror makes me feel unloved
I'm walking round the city with my face in a glove
Build high
feels so right
People going crazy, under city lights
But I know one thang, one thing that's for sho
These streets, won't take my life
Say you gotta
There's a big empty space
In this tiny bed
A stash of love notes hidden
And waiting to be read
My busy city waits
Curling in your hair
It's oh so late, are you asleep?
There's not a sound, so it's time for me to dream.
The window pane, late city scenes, so far
Away from where I
the trigger
But pop that in the city its "Freeze Nigga!!"
There's something about a vandal's lust
The lifestyles of the scandalous
Ain't nothing like it
runnin' in fear, scared
Unwilling to hear what's said, hide under the shed
We lyin' in the filth, grown men layin' in our own beds
Pull ourselves up by
crimes
The wings of the eagle has been broken
Marshall Zhukov's orders:
Serve me Berlin on a plate!
Disregard the losses
The city is ours to take
as your mind's drawn blank
And outside features start to fade
Sad to see you end this way, chasing your self-hatred
Streetlights flashing by in
a boneaching hum.
And the crows fly black.
Now the crows fly black.
And the crows fly black.
Only crows fly black.
Breathing the fumes of cities ablaze.
A god
and I made no plans and this
City holds me in the palm of its hand and it sings
This is where you will catch your breath
Well I?m thinking of you
And I
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