[ Featuring Illah Dayz, Hollywood Dots The Oncelor ]
Yo, when the shit cock back, and the game is on,
Cim not long, funerals ya favorite song,
Say peace, ya fame is gone, insane deranged,
More likely the same same 'ol thangs,
We usta hang heavy yo, but the cheddar was better,
Cop the same leather, right for the weather,
Never I miss, just rollin' thru this, the mist is cloudy,
Yo, all my goons yo, rugged and rowdy,
So if I say I'm doin shit, just please don't doubt me,
One hunnid, I'm outtie, drops was props, where the clout be,
Mad fire, too hot b, they pop c, usta think about, what do pop see?
The load must be heavy like the car drop me,
That shit had to stop me, but ain't stopped yet,
I'm still right here rollin, I'mma f*ckin poet vet
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! Kill me
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! Kill me
Being the Prince that I am
Far from the land of Zion
The Furthest who landed I am
The best that ever came
From the cocaine supplying
To smoking haze and flying
Creating and designing new ways of getting paid
You feel my triumph? Never, you feel my pain? You lying
Strugglin' to get this dough? Cant get this money? I am
The one who's doing great, I guess this ain't your night
No money coming in? I guess that ain't your type
It sucked me in like a Dyson
I remember it was late 85 in the middle December
That's when I came here, my existence made clear
The price to live got my mind unable to stay clear
My life is based 'round sacrifices
My tombs is priceless I make goons think twice if they f*ck around
I get my guys rich
They built me to be filthy on some grind until I die shit
For real!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! Kill me
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! Kill me
C two seater, wit a few diva's,
Blew a few, let' em see the life before they leave us,
Ride em sharp like knives, cleavers,
Yo I fingered the blow, feeling on her beaver,
Cyo, she looking at me like ah muthf*ckin creeper,
I turn my testaments into believers,
Cyo, I'm old-school, hit her in the king bleachers,
C long blood trail, grab the pail and the bleach, plus the mop,
Cnd if I need it done, I'm calling my pops,
Out the mud tales, fakes dine, they fake ass hell,
Hammer the nail in the coffin, keep my faith as well,
Cll of my jail time, I read books and got swell,
I picked up a few niggas when I seen they fell,
Cyo, cause when you on top, you got a whole gang,
But when you back to the bottom, I see the bodies bail,
Next asking for shit, I ain't got shit for you
I walk pass, no fives daps and I'll ignore you
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! Kill me
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! Kill me
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! Kill me
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! City's tryna kill me!
The City's tryna kill me! Kill me
