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Our city lights, shine the brightest
And in our shitty lives
We oughta be fighters
We are the city kids
We do nothing but wondering what our life is

tiger
Pissed off
Now rip off
Jus like Oppenheimer

Band killers and they all a foo for fighters
I been tryna get mill I don't want appetizers
How he never

what I do for the numbers
They see the views they confused with the numbers
I would be to if I didn't know god was the one making everything move when he

Too many scars my body running out of room mama
What the fuck is I to do mama
They told me money is the jewel mama
But even Steve Jobs still died alone

you to sign out
Then you eventually find out
I guess it's clear

Nothing was the same like ever before
Foo fighters crashing over the Coast
New mining,

decibels steady move
Moving like vegetables never foo
Heard he think like a vegetable better food
I been stuck between choppas and revenue
Most my patnas by

a life
Locked in this 4 by 4
I'd need nothing more

Alone inside my room
Tell me what to do
I'm growing tired of books and tv news

Alone inside my room

'm just her little stinker
my nut like a foo fighters song, it's very stinky
i'm balls deep but they thought it was my pinky
i like my women hollow like

As freedom fighter freedom fighter like mandela
I am winner I know ama win one day ya
Stratify stratify
They lack sense in this industry
They do things with no

yes I eat em just like stake uh uh
Fuck a snake, fuck a reptile
Yes I'm tired, I don't get what I deserve for what I do, it's what it is
Pull up pop

'm too cool[02:21.92]I'm not the one to be playin wit I'm no voodoo[02:25.49]If a dummy play wit my fam it's off wit his noodle[02:28.76]You know what I

playin wit I'm no voodoo[02:25.54]If a nigga play wit my fam it's off wit his noodle[02:28.75]You know what I came to do[02:30.73]You niggas too loud for

what you may say
No matter what you might do
And though the skies may seem grey
Just know there's something in you
'Cause you a fighter you a fighter

In the club I rock it out
Maybe snort a line or two
She wanna call the fighters
But she don't fuck with the F.O.O
Rule number two
Don't be so minuscule

you choose you think we can go back to the room
I always felt comfortable somewhere I know I could die to
No lie foo if you got the nerve sell ya pie

on you foos cause you foos aint my guys
And it's alright
This what I am, this what I do
Bitch I'm the man, boy who is you
If it's bout the fam better watch

that's running
Contemplating gunmen doing what I use to do
Turn a wack rapper
To a, who is dude?!
I done turn blocks into funeral
I can turn a day into

not, I repeat do not
Share your own sexual fantasies with
The world be what men want you
To be, but more importantly, be
What women feel comfortable with

in His honor
Hear the cries of the crusaders as we strappin' up our armor
Either set sail to higher ground or drown in they drama
If I die for what

made cool
We wrote the blueprint for the shit y'all niggas try to do
If I'm not outside, then I'm probably inside your boo
My team's official, you

follow rules
Still bumping oldies like a Sunday cruise

This is what we do, get high, get drunk
Twistin one up, Middle fingers, give no fucks
Foos always

Fighter, falling for your play
But I'm tired of losing

Cannot do this alone
You're chilling me to the bone

By the time I found what all this was about

gains
Do it for my city and the people I love
Past looks pretty when you see it from above
I build rhymes with the keys to the dough
Like its covered by

and cheating you probably think that
I hold resentment for you
But uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do, I wouldn't know