the chains of fate (as a victim of the city) Don't accept the breath of hate (Breake the chains that hold you) As a victim of the city (breake the chains
own blood, and taste the venom left behind, you consume my desiccated heart, and drain the consciousness from my mind. Take pity on me, your devoted victim
the bloodthirsty! The battle we fight is a rightful gain The visions we have show a violent rein. Will you judge this city of bloodshed, Oh, infamous city
in the woods and I'm lost again Stranded in the wilderness with no sense of direction I do have a prayer but I don't stand a chance Oh, I'm just a victim
The cold wind's blowin' through the bus at the back door window where he shoved her head If she had a gun, ya'll, she woulda' killed him dead I realizin
your own blood, and taste the venom left behind, you consume my desiccated heart, and drain the consciousness from my mind. Take pity on me, your devoted victim
city there's no fuckin' job CITY LIFE - FUCKING BORING CITY LIFE - NO HOPE AND GLORY CITY LIFE - OI! City life is boring, City life is a waste of time City
can't afford to pay The place I live is hip today In comes the rich the poor has t g away Down at city hall I state my case The city council has all
CARRY ON Let's go.. Come on all you people Of inner city streets The ones contaminated Whoever you may be Punk was born and grew On concrete city streets
still I must change I'm like a broken bill Conservative for the most But I'm out spoken still They not sure it'll work But their all hopein' He'll Emerge the victim
hit me with the track, Diddy keep it gangsta Who's Benzino? Who the fuck's Benzino? Matta-fact, get'cha facts straight (Say whaaat?!) When in the city
I'm so sick of sucking the dick of this cruel cruel city I've forgotten what it takes to please a woman But that's all gonna change (2x) Now the freaks
moves of the fakes Wonder if the cancers' in too deep, can't sleep Tryin' to diagnose the poison that's increased Injected into a pure hustle born on city
a black guitar I'm a rockstar Hey baby I'm a rockstar Hey baby Big city Bright lights Sleep all day long nights Hey baby I'm a rockstar Hey baby I'm a rockstar Hey baby its.. Big cities
God's ears Had to get out the hood And I can't justify genocide But I was born in the city where the skinny niggaz die Born in the city, where the skinny
we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh! New syllables eat ball, ya fucks offs Your house, your bitch I'm getting sucked off East, South, Midwest, even up North Falling victim
