the city Lyrics

This goes out to all my peoples in the city

Making ends meet, getting by

Thinking 'bout the hustle

Everybody struggles for the answer

Confusion will attack in a cold blooded manner

But cancer kills my society

No need to lie to me

Real people fighting always try to be

Correct with the mental and upright with the info

Catching hell, paying dues, but could it be so simple?

The dark cold planet, you can't take the drama

The worried underprivileged got the bulletproof armor

Survival's just a job as they dodge caps daily

People going crazy, everyone who raised me

This goes out to all my peoples in the city

Making ends meet, getting by

Thinking 'bout the hustle

Everybody struggles for the answer

Confusion will attack in a blooded manner

True blood and manna, but cancer kills my society

No need to lie to me, real people fightin', always try to be

'Cause thanks to my moms, and thanks to my pops

And thanks to the youth rowdy on the rooftop

Who warned me of trouble, so son, get the bonus

I dedicate this to those who kept me focused

To my brother, Big E, yo, rest in peace

To the debt money makers, rest in peace

To my little cousin Sean, rest in peace

To the slang gang bangers, rest in peace

I got to live, kid

I got to live, kid

I got to live, kid

This goes out to all my peoples locked down

And waiting for the days to see the sun and the clouds

The stormy weather came, of course we ignored it

Praying for parole in prison, see the warden

Released from the pen, eight to ten on your feet

This goes out to all my peoples in the city

Making ends meet, getting by, thinking 'bout the hustle

Everybody struggles for the answer

Confusion will attack in a cold-blooded manner

But cancer kills my society, no need to lie to me

Real people fighting, always try to be

Correct with the mental and upright with the info

Catching hell, paying the fuck, could it be so simple?

The dark cold planet, you can't take the drama

The worry under privates got the bulletproof armor