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on the road
While you been there all alone
But I'm missing you
The city got me reminiscing
Girl I'm missing you
Told you I'm never gone forget you
Girl I'm

me
Grew up in the slums never dumb was friendly
But the streets beat it outta me tell 'em I'm deadly (I'm deadly)
By the end of 5th grade more than

I got a watch on my wrist, it's not for the time
No, cruisin' through my city in the night
Oh, your hoe beside me now that bitch is my hoe
Oh, I'm

me Royce Da 5'9" no mo'
Call me Malcolm X, 'cause e'rybody in the city wanna kill me (*gun shooting sounds*)
I'm Malcolm X now hahahahaha, we gon' see

Growin' up in the Hood

Compton's Most Wanted

Boyz N the Hood

1991

Wake your punk ass up
The M.C Eiht's back in the motherfuckin' house
Kickin' the straight gangster shit, for the 9,1
You know what I'm sayin', gia

'Til the City's On Fire

311

MOSAIC

2017

Monday morning comes like a hammer head
It goes bang bang bang 'til I'm seeing red
Can't wait for the week to come to an end again, whoa
By

from the city where they they tote glocks, chop rocks
Ride spinnin wheels and they'll steal ya car and send it to the chop-shop
50 slabs in my socks,

the fuck up, I'm hard as concrete
Sidewalk gun talk university
Every hood's the same, up in Detroit
I'm with Trick Trick, smoked about three joints

Heavyweight heads, you just twistin that boof!/
My hitters’ll shoot! One rip in ya roof!/
While I’m hittin this stick of the stickiest blue!/
Blew sticks by

based on sinning
I'm hell bound
Rather be buried than be worried
Living held down
My game plan to be trained in
Military mind of a thug lord
Sitting in

complain, played out by LMFAO
Adele takes home the Grammy, can relate to being homely, can't we?
And she says she's 'proud,' but honestly who owns the stocks?

Scream it from the top of my lungs, cold in my chest 
I'm from my city, so I always rep
And I'll love my city, till my lungs last breath
I love my city

District, opps say the city dump, probably cause we take these trash niggas out, clean em up
I'm a gentleman but every time we fuck she like it rough
This

Klusterfuk

Tech N9ne

Klusterfuk

I was born in November, eight day 1971st y'all,
nine o'clock in the mornin', a Christian girl in Kansas City gave birth y'all,
She taught the kid

with a Connect Four player!

[Chorus]
It's obvious I hear you talkin' loud
I'm clappin' all day like I'm cheerin' in the crowd
I'm bout to catch a body

ring though me

The last black hippy to get a wiki
I'm in your city getting a hickey
From your chick in her Vickies
Don't try act like I ain't popping

the game
Step 6 I got tricks my antics are my claim to fame
Step 7 when you get to heaven demand that god lets you in himself
Step 8 be better then great, be

one too
These niggas in the city catch you when you passing through
And I'll be damned if I don't do what I have to do
I met Shipes at South By, he

Chi-City

Common

Be

2005

the reason my people say they tired of rap
Inspired by Black, Muslims and Christian
Pushin' Cutlasses, dope, and other traditions
In the conditions

Got a shit-eatin' grin
Bitch, show me them itty-bitty titties again
We're in Sin City
Since when did we begin to get 'dicted to dope
Diggity, bitch,

trick me they won't get me
Honestly im seeing dizzy, get me out this fucking city, rid me of this awful pity, shadows They are coming with me

I'm losing

bleeding in love i need stitch like lilo



now im gettting sick need to get some chemo

i wanna stay up all night young jay leno

im so jacked up and they

New York City
To Your Streets (I'm Gone)

Suitcase no court case (Pray)
Bottles by the case
Estimate awards in the case
Just in case
They don't give me

the scence we zanny
Ye we hop in the coup
And we shifting gears
Mobbin through the city
Seeing chandaliers
They know in the city that
I'm packing gear
Wanna