another Iggy Pop Just raise the roof now, show me what your city got We found a lot of pounds out of town Was deep underground but it seems so loud now Sound
tryin to stop this Think not get ? and listen for your bank knock We do a lot of this activity in my city Get a job in my world, join a futuristic commitee
that explains it, don't it She started to make a mark but it came apart That's what you get for tryin' to make your little sister eat the kitty litter
way down no trace of sound When the lights in the city are not shining, The shadows in the dark are slowly crawling You're on your way down No trace of sound
the city streets Shattering the night Golden years will slip away Buried in the ground Come on and hold yourself up to the light And do not make a sound
the wintertime Slow rhyme when I rhyme, no beginner I'm City walk when they sin tryna make a dime They don't ask for too much, just a lil' shine Lil'
Scream For A While Created A Sound At Which Many Were Shocked At I've Got A Million Ideas That I Ain't Even Rocked Yet I've Got The Light Bulb Flashing
am 98 I'm gonna die in the city That's why the city's great And there'll be no silence To make me stop and fear 'Cos it's never quiet in the city
most [Verse One: Tash] (From city to city, coast II coast) I make rappers see more stars than Space Ghost Cause my fiver I kick lyrics make em sound
robbers, they both partners, they all heartless With no conscience, back streets stay darkened Where unbeliever hearts stay hardened My eagle talons STAY sharpened, like city lights stay throbbin You either make a
at the end, yes y'all it's me No need to doubt it, New York's got my loyalty Boogie Down, astounding sound, representing royalty Oops-a-daisy, maybe, oops-a
the big, immense sky?and think to yourself that?s a big sky! Like an inkwell? In a city that?s been waiting to blow since big butts and team spirit Many make
the big, immense sky And think to yourself, "Thats a big sky, like an inkwell." In a city that's been waiting the blow Since big butts and teen spirit Many make
I Might Smile Spend A Day In My Shoes, And Walk A Light Mile I Need A Big Problem, Money Fucking Light Pile My Style So Similar To Yero, A Surgeon With
(feat. Juvenile) [Juvenile] I makes the money, I don't let the money make me, Business as good as usual cuz it's a great street, My life is like a see
Crusher)] Lighter, we waan see some lighter (Lighter!!!) Lighter, we waan see some lighter (Lighter!!!) Lighter, we waan see some lighter (Lighter!!!) (*Keep them lights
so called critics And fuck them billboard and the billboard status me kick it You fucked up for a while up outta the town but that was a trial Man and
a definition, read between the lines The seeds of time produce the everlasting fruits of life Confusing strife has got me moving on into the light A youth