Your city is dead - dead! i used to believe their whispered lies i used to believe their stuttering your city is dead - dead! burnt down, overflowed
: Your city is dead - dead! i used to believe their whispered lies i used to believe their stuttering your city is dead - dead! burnt down, overflowed
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 livin' in the city
have a thing to say So you are the only light I see You are the only light I need When everybody else
strong (let's do it again) No matter what we went through (do it a) It was me and my crew (let's do it again) And that's how it went (do it a) When we
m boring, soaring to a new height of flight And then fight the night With a light to gain sight make your competition say AIGHT No I.D. from the city
a ki, just don't get caught Cause if I do, I'm goin to jail On a one-way ticket to a prison cell So why commit the crime? Don't ask me Went to school
Crew" I used to be local till I signed with Jive Too $hort then went nationwide I went to Georgia with the Too $hort sound I went down like Bobby Brown
went back to get her Masters same graduation I was clapping in the rafters the truth hurts everytime it's revealed what goes around comes around, this is lights
We took the highway till the road went black We marked Truth Or Consequences on our map* A voice drifted up from the radio We saw the voice from long
no way to boast But my city love breakfast, 'cause niggas had toast early Coach had us doin' jumpin' jacks Then sent us to the water fountain after runnin' laps My nigga went
t stop us I'ma hold the block up, got it on my shoulder '67 drop, worth the price of a Rover Macked out, blacked out, old school Nova Lights out, hang
me 1977, July 5th Conceived immaculately was me, my mom's gift Unwrapped right there in the room like Christmas My mind has been designed to do light
It's been a while baby, we waitin! I've just been chillin, been chillin I been in the lab writin and stuff y'know? I just been on my, y'know, knowhatI
is supplying things Hoop dreams, dunking over cars, let the choir sing [Verse 10 - The Game] Yo, it's that black raw, black dog, pulling up on that black
Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan love and the city that never sleeps From thought to finish I was born just a couple of weeks late Stayed home longer just
lists And the new kicks Your just falling for tricks (you better praise him) [chorus] Santa Baby Just slip a Benzo under the tree for me A '98 convertible, light
