my city

My city , my city , my city , motherfucking gas house i come from a city where the word crazy. Don't mean gone loco or looney it means TPT TG train to go about it, throw down, ask questions another day, I'm just here to tell you that I come from a city, I come from a city where dark seems the corner, the cornea of your eyes, your pupils. Catch shadows of creatures.\nOf the night.Resting side by side, The truth hurts, hard pill to swallow. imma a hard act to follow Leader of my pack, I'll never follow. You can't see that, can ya huh Where's ya head, Sleepy Hollow, Pen game sick,flams flowing from tha tip of this pin I'm possessed by an angry soul of an ancient demon I don't gossup I speak to fucking Spit gospel, you just sit back take notes and write a novel. Fire in the booth, Make mics melt, Put ya soul on the track, They hate love ya self. It's all about expression, when you make a mistake learn from your lessons, Hip Hop forever, 704 You got any questions? Bow on time on the beat, yeah.\n Why you be like fuck it if he's living in the streets motherfucker, I'm struggling, but I'm AB. Putting back stacks putting back racks, then I'm gonna be like fuck you, fuck that fuck me, baby large facts, large facts. My city I come from a city where the words fall and loyal mean 2 different things in the streets.My city, I come from a city after so much torment torture in pain means never trusting anyone ever again.\nMy city can be greedy My city , my city , my city , motherfucking gas house l