like the way that you are my sanctuary I hope you don't mind but I see you as my sanctuary I like the way that you sleep on your shoes It's the dark walk
Traduction: Smoke City. Marche Sombre.
I like the way that you are my sanctuary I hope you don't mind but I see you as my sanctuary I like the way that you sleep on your shoes It's the dark walk
make toast We smoke the most, but never bump the most Our figgas unleash like ropes, around throats Better feel the attack, cause we cloak in the image of smoke
to lose Never the less ain't about that talking Screamin' out murda coming ta serve ya Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking, (we walking) Number one assassin
left with another man (Saaay what!?, wha is you talkin bout?) Theres nothin to talk about (see), you just a walk about I light a long L, and just blowin the smoke
uh, New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper, Decimal doctor, multiply to get richer, I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the heart of the city, I'm a
Goods Simultaneously In 50,000 Neighborhoods ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!! They Coming Out The dark And They Coming For You They Wanna Pull Out Your Heart And Smoke
girl turned to coke, tried to smoke her pain away Isis, life just, ended on that rainy day When she got the news her boy body could be viewed down at the City
street form Calumet a school full of stones He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off Walk around the mall
in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle There's no days, for broke days, we sell it, smoke pays While all
it's free Son, I need Weed to proceed Change the flow speed and I'm getting vexed ? it's six six six There's no days for broke days selling smoke pays
halen And we represent illadel where they still rebellin A yo sicko show like mike moore's My city ain't nothing like your's Slippin into darkness like
To the peaceful valley Down the winding river To your city your soul I've grown so tired And my hearts grown heavy To walk any longer To your cities
Twelve slappin, trunk rattlin, and when you yappin we in a gun battle When you talkin the talk, we walkin the walk So stay in yo' house when after dark
you know it's a lion's heart That will tumble and tear apart When he's coming down the hills for you Well he'll walk in the city forever Oh, walk in