Killah Priest — City

[Sample] Yeah, that’s me, see I’m the biggest toughest mobster on the Southside see Anyone who crosses me gets a Louieville Slugger sand lubrication yeah yeah Now we have a huge shipment of chateau la [?] coming in from the west see And I don’t want any of you fairies to blow this job, get it? Yeah, yeah Yeah [Verse] [?] She never stands still In her glory since the 40s Her soul arches So many toe tags for the ghetto Six feet stilettos The night is mahogany black Thе funeral parlors make ‘em ovеr like pedicures The streets painted with blood The walls is like the wax museum It’s shocking what came from the plug Those behind the wall, he was supplying the current With the drugs and the high heels A time to born, a time to kill Time heals As crime fills Dreams of our children are the lifeblood that flows through our heart She never grows old School kids “I got a screw loose so screw you” "We can shoot the fair one out in the park at 3 o’clock” It’s getting dark, my city’s divine And the year is delicious Her eyes quickly scanned the entrance All drug delinquents to kingship No more pushing poison to our people Now we own a business Every day police pass over And every night is our Christmas [?] is making her wishlist And for everyone who pushed me around, I’m back for the crown Yeah it’s bad news Mister big shot’s back in town One thing about my [?] is I love her refreshing honesty I tug gently on her hand, and she moves easily into my arms The preacher says she’s kind of me Broadway, bright lights The high life Time Square Used to be crime there Carnegie, comedy Street performers in harmony Coming from broken homes of poverty Pickpockets and straight robbery Remove your wish rock and your car keys Knickerbocker, bewitching hours Give him his flowers Since the 30s to the 80s 90s, time freeze