Lyrics:
gangsta rappin'
Holdin' it down makin' it happen
From Oakland to Manhattan
If I was eight I be damn great
City to city state to state
Won't never be
Tupac Shakur"
"Meanwhile, in 2Pac news, at about six forty-five tonight
Shakur may have lowered his own chances of surviving the attack
By checking
going home to my city by the Bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
cherry flavored chapstick
While I'm wasting my youth
Stuck in Manhattan traffic
Will you be there waiting for me
I'll be home by two in the morning
We
caught my eye
Glistenin', listenin' to the breeze
Dancin' through the trees, freeze
The city goes in slow motion like a dream
I'm left empty like a temple
everywhere in Long Island can do the Biz Dance
Hempstead, Shreveport, everywhere can do the Biz Dance
Manhattan, Lincoln Projects in Colonial can do the Biz
going home to my city by the Bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
Manhattan
I'm going home
To my city by the bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb
This ain't no accident this ain't know fender bender
Yeah I'm swimming I'm no beginner
Going hard all winter been in my bag shopping at city center
you're here in old New York
You'll get by alrighty if you let 'em hear you talk
All the city slickers love that southern drawl
So give 'em that "Honey
Broad-shouldered beasts fill the sky
Manhattan beats at the night
But you are wrapped up in wire
Curled up in fright
So I took you to the city
Broad-shouldered beasts fill the sky
Manhattan beats at the night
But you are wrapped up in wire
Curled up in fright
So I took you to the city
might wake up to reality
There wasn't gonna be (yeah)
And all I could see was this refuted tragedy
CHORUS:
In the silence of the city
No mobile phones
minutes to change history
Like a gambler who throws in
A bad hand at cards
The twin towers they give in to their fate
They fall one by one, floor by floor
Reminisce on the fun times
Remember that one time
Playing a song by Atmosphere something called Summertime
Feel it in my skin feel it in my mind
Play me
jeans
Didn't care about myself all I needed was things
Put your right foot in front of your left foot and walk with me
Through the city of chi where
horses and the cows
I've got my old guitar, that taught me how to strum
Tell 'em I'm coming back, back to where I'm from
My story is here in the city
They're kissin' in Cleveland, Kansas City, too
They're wailin' in Wildwood, back at Waterloo
They're smoochin' all over, even in Saint Loo
Ah so
Ay man
It's John City man
I'm in ya city, man
Melbourne city, man
In the east of Melbourne
Cruising through the east
Unkle Adams at the wheel, in
Walked the big city streets of Manhattan
Buildings, the whole nine yards, so enchantin
Thinkin if we got a chance, we could rock it
Funky fresh demo tape
the skyscrapers, little tombstone brothers
With Manhattan behind her, three million stunning reminders
Built a cemetery
In the center of Queens
You said, remember
It is true
what they say about New York City
The bridges of Manhattan
and yellow cabs
Slow, cold, lazy Saturday mornings
I see gentle snow flakes
Basically, I'm tired of feelin' sick and tired
A$ap, born in money makin' Manhattan
Every nigga on my block wanna be a Main Attrakion
Shout my nigga
my only friend
Is the city I live in is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire, hey
'Cause it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-y-n
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