the way You've gotta take it if you wanna make it All the way, all the way You want it, you need it You won't be defeated No, you won't Can't you see
Traduzione: Il City Drive. Defeated.
building just to spit on a passing parade Suspect defeat change the tv station as the media tkaes over your brain Expedite unite bring yourself together before you drive
cops, smoke and mirrors Carrying creed cards we all race for death Hope to be saved by our next breath Walk the beat. It takes years You'll drive a mustache
As you stand basking in defeat They'll drive away Heading towards the city You will stand alone Dreaming of a yesterday where I Could peer out past
all in the feel Touch it and watch the blood fall with the steel The weak raps you wrote you could call that your will My drive VROOM is how I stay
all in the feel Touch it and watch the blood fall with the steel The weak raps you wrote you could call that your will My drive VROOM is how I stay the
came running after you? And who would clean the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the
consequences Suffer the consequence [Esham] I'm always a witness to some type of crime The City I live in'll make ya lose ya mind If you see a drive
I'mma make in in life As the weed burns kid I'mma make in in life [Interlude:] Why are we doing this? Because the families have no love [Agallah] At the city
dog I'll have to bite you back I saw DMX break him apart, take him apart He played with the art, I saw X drive a stake through his heart Another mission
get shot with defeat They say no drive-by's on the street So mutha-fuckas run rival sweeps Sick platoons flood the streets of Los Like a sick typhoon Mutha-fuckas drive
progress, it leads to stress Mess when we step you'll get'cha neck snapped when I'm thru The axe on the necks, left for trach We heard your footsteps in the city
city ain't got a prayer Bobby has invaded, now the whole town's slated Your decapitated head is being took and operated Up and down the avenue, I drive
We smoke dubs on hot streets Watch hoes creep Drop hits of acids in 3's Blow up bitch police As they drive down my street In their ugly ass caprice Walk
, muscle and sweat You became the city that carried the country The city, like the sport, is built on dreams People who would drive to you, driven
? And who would clean the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix
all in the feel Touch it and watch the blood fall with the steel The weak raps you wrote you could call that your will My drive, vroom, is how I stay