shit The city is at war, bless the young and rich With the designer drugs and designer friends The city is at war The city is at war The city is at war, war, war
give a shit The city is at war Bless the young and rich With designer drugs and designer friends The city is at war, the city is at war, the city is at war (war
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t give a shit The city is at war Bless the young and rich With designer drugs and designer friends The city is at war, the city is at war, the city is at war (war
a shit The city is at war Bless the young and rich With designer drugs and designer friends The city is at war, the city is at war, the city is at war (war
the bottom of the ant pile. Weezy! (Chorus) (Verse 2) My grill is gangsta, my aim is money The championship is beautiful but the game is ugly They say feed the hungry, but these bitches is
hit record Hit the floor, new era, this is war Lord, I'm the answer without a question No evidence, no possession Stop stressing, shit, I got moves to make Streets is
propa' There's no place like home, New York - New York I run this city, I don't dance around like Diddy Niggas is giddy, till they smack silly Or spray
, what you wanna do? (Party!) Donald-D is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!) Hen-Gee is
him and his brother now he got a team Went from 5 and a half grams to living the dream City pulled up Goddamn you know his format Bentley is all marble
white bitches I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous I mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Five star dishes, different exotic fishes Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous Success is
, and after Rwanda, what's happening? Not far from the ... Who's gonna shout for the people living in the ...? The war going that, the war going by The war is
I swear Dissappearantly in air There go game nigga where Hosted on the block In the black ass In that all black phantom hug a block like a bear Yeah That V12 is roaring Flying through the city
I'm looking at ghosts and empties But I've reason to believe We all will be received In Graceland There is a girl in New York City Who calls herself
enemy's eyes They see that it's war we life stealers Hollow tip, lead busters there's no Heaven or hell Dead is dead, fuckers and your soul is with God
Krayzie: I say the war shouldn't stop until they get down, body rock [body rock, bock rock, body rock]. We say the war shouldn't stop until they get
this nigga a job Is you ready for jail? Yes and no, but somebody's gonna try to rob We can spar, but you gon' drop, drop I'm a bomb, ready for war, will
