Текст песни Inspectah Deck - Big City
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[Intro: Inspectah Deck]Yeah, yeah, yo[Inspectah Deck]We pray for a better today, glocks and berettas sprayEveryday, how did I survive yesterday?I can`t call it, cops shot the alcoholicThe fiend saw it, he got the gun, he want a dime for itThe hood life, chicks and thugs, crips and bloodsDippin` on the judge, pushin` whips and drugsBurnin` big buds, gettin` love, spinnin` them dubsFor the taste of it, the low lifes`ll split your mugIt`s the home of the brave, the zone of the slaveWe all want it, but gettin` it`s, a whole `nother pageThe young guns wantin` respect, flossin` the techBitches wanna strip, now it`s all for the checkYo, everyday, lives at stake, pies to bakeSame knife that cuts your throat divides the cakeFor the hustlers, thugs, who scheme to surviveAnd all in between, scream "Fuck a 9 to 5"[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]In the bright lights, the big cityThe thieves stay crawlin` at night, with eyes shiftyIn the bright lights, the big cityThe fiends come sortin` the price, with nine fiftyIn the bright lights, the big cityThey squeeze off, lustin` for shine and die quicklyIn the bright lights, the big cityThe streets take a whole of your mind, it gets gritty[Inspectah Deck]Daydreams, bought and soldThe high price we livin` might cost your soulSecret indictments, furrows, with roll hoesCodefendant, I hope he don`t tell what he knowsExposed to a life of crime since I was nineGettin` money by design, despite the timeHustlin` to be a man and feed my famMy wife, my seed, my land, completes the planPlease understand, either legal or scamI see the thieves in the van, I can`t beat the manStill monster ballin`, eatin`, speakin` ebonicsWit foreign cars, custom made clothes and chronicBank rolls and prophets, shine solar poweredFine hoes that`s bout it, long as you keep they nose powderedObey street laws, careful what you sayYou can play, but you might not make it through the day[Chorus][Inspectah Deck]It`s like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonderHow I keep from goin` under, I`m used to gettin` overI`m deep in the middle, indeed the heat sizzleFor the littlest beef, even the seeds keep pistolsForeigners talk funny, friends they want from meBut all I need is long money and a strong honeyI need it "fast", I`m "furious" like Vin DieselI`m lookin` at my plate wit food for ten peopleSo, do what you gotta do, do what you want toThe blocks hot like a sauna, cops try to pawn youThe fiends trick you, dude behind you wanna get youOn the grind, your best friend`ll talk for a figureWalk wit a nigga, see it, don`t talk about it, be itDon`t walk around, then beat it, we all bound to feel itThis ain`t the town (for real), so watch your tour (that`s right)What`s goin` down (what`s up), its poppin` off[Chorus][Outro: Inspectah Deck]Gritty...