Tonalité : C# minor•
Verse 1
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Life in the city is not very pretty
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It seems such a waste of your time
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Check my shit, man
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Uh Dower in the sock,
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louder than a shot
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Hit the spot,
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movin' every hour on the clock
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Let it blast till they put
the tower on the block
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With the app,
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they gon' need a tower on the block
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Stop, I'm from Lionel Head,
you ain't really got a chance
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You'll get left in the woods
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if you try to kick
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I'm hustling, end of this discussion
Stash bots cause these cops
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be frisking you for nothing
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Bugging, it's a pity, you nice and sediti
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You ain't really built
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for this life in the city
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The nights when it's nippy, icy and gritty
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I was on my grizzly with the Frank
White and the Biggie
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I'm so New York
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that's why I really know this sport
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You go to Audubon to cop
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but you don't know the boss
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I gotta laugh at your little lying ass
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Must be goin' nut, nigga,
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you ain't gotta pass
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My Thunder City is not very pretty
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My Thunder City is not very pretty
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My Thunder City is not very
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pretty
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Tell niggas, man to man,
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I used to go hand to hand
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Hammer in the pants, put
you in the ambulance
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There was days I swore to God
I ain't stand a chance
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Me and my man had grants, not a plan
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Mom said if you ain't got a job,
then you not a man
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Turned her to a rule boy,
why you think I'm a Shottas fan?
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I ain't got a dollar,
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I'd probably go rob the dollar van
Money is a superstar,
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yeah I'm a dollar fan
Childhood was rough,
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a nigga wild as the Taliban
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44 Magnum like Callahan
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European bees with kids on them
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Grew up on blocks with bosses
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that put bricks on them
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Work moves, gun shoot,
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dope boy lifestyle
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Smoke out the sun roof
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Expensive ice on the gritty nigga
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Yeah that's the life in the city nigga
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Life in the city is not very pretty
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Life in the city is not very pretty
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Life in the city is not
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very pretty
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Yo, kick down the door, bum rushin' No discussion,
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I come from nothin'
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The stairs sleepin', barely eatin',
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my stomach touchin'
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Didn't believe we'll inhale weed
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till I got concussion
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Couldn't achieve my fuss
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and I had to leave like fuck it
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And take the grown route,
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gotta make my own route
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Held the rock, never left the block
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till I was sold out
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At 19, I heard the right dreams,
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but it was sold out
I'm nice king, rock nice things
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that they don't know about
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Made they faces tight,
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leather band faces bright
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Like a plate of ice,
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you would've thought
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man was facing life
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All good to connect,
like let me make it right
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Shit, I'm loyal to my set
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like a faithful wife
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Life in the city is not very pretty
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Python, your city, is not very pretty
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Python, your city,
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is not very pretty
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Python, your city, is not very pretty
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And your city is not very pretty
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And your city is not very
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pretty
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And your city is not very pretty
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Life in the city is not very pretty
Life in the city...
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