those city lights, those sparkling city lights, those twinkling city lights blurring my eyes. I love those city lights, the color of city sights that shine under city lights
or die You can say I'm a G no doubt Don't quote me at all, just say the gangster is out With a Mac and AK-47 A loaded Technine and a Nickel painted Smith
yeah, now check it out, yo, check it out I'm 'bout a dollar, son, I see through it, I gotta follow (c'mon) If ya ain't borrow money I gotta holla (holla
, I'd probably get wit ya If not burn it, get hot like a furnace Shoot the video motherfuck city permits We own the city, on the phone with Diddy (*
And I can?t see his face He calls me a dreamer While he is a steamer Going on and on He?s got no star cruiser He hasn?t got the faith He?ll stay
't sippin champagne (nah) we off the Henn-Rock Alcoholics back at the liquor sto' cause we can't stop (can't stop) And won't stop (we won't stop) all
bites the bullet In these streets where a man journey With crooked cops and a society who tryin to burn me I'm like a pit in a cage Spittin my shells in a
a Benz with a kit Oakland's movin somethin, and that's real Bruce from the Deuce comin through in a 'Ville This is a side show, boy, we don't fake it
it But naw, I ain't really with that I ain't no joke, so don't provoke me to serve it With an attitude straight supreme I gives a fuck, 415 is a scheme
And when a crowds like this I'm ready to rap But before I can bust a rhyme on the mic I gotta serve you in a cipher just to ear my stripes The scared
da top, from east 2 da west in A we trust go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go Won't you rock with me 1 time from the city light 'till morning
of development first diversion [C-Rayz Walz] A new universe in ancient, so I stay patient In a gravel pit, travelin thoughts and ravelin, pacing Embracing light
know he don't love ya Bazookatooth is one bad motherfucker He's a low life pimp with a low life game He needs a no life dame with a strobe light frame
Up jumps the boogie delivering eye jammies Walk through the muck with a clutch on a trident Never give a fuck how far Pi went You are dealing with a reborn
m saying? (Alright Ok) Homeless... I need a Lucy yo... (Yo...) [VERSE ONE] Walk into the store with a pocket full of nickels And a city full of horns
a beat, reach to a piece of land Close to a beach with sand [Jean Grae:] And it's a grand vision, a tan prism, and hands glisten Holdin a roll, a part
the phone city lights came on and then went off again and your still alone you got a man, he never home, only stuck around cuz your love was strong city lights
I don't smoke to forget Before I hit this hold my head God bless the dead And I don't hold regrets and after I hit this I don't listen, fuck what you
