My City Songtext
von Common
My City Songtext
Man dude, calm down man
It′s all love dude, like Venus for real
I know, but I gotta be there baby
I know, you gonna be there
You gonna be there man
Right now, you here cause the Most got you here
This the city of Chicago, the state of confusion
The style I'm using is free
Or probably it would be if my mind was
People I′m behind cause
I didn't handle my functions while in high school
Although I's cool
The hood I live in ain′t all that proper
Cause a cop′ll stop ya
And have ya at 111th before you can say not guilty
I'm not filthy, nor am I rich
Ain′t that a bitch, like life is
Not your wife is, see that's your better half
Do your math and peep that two halves make a whole
And all I have to hold is my self pride
So these here streets I stride
Like a black panther, asking can the
Situation get much worse
All I do is try to appeal to the masses
As the phrase "keep it real" passes
The teeth of too many phony individuals
Snakes that smooth like criminals
They create chemicals that the earth hate
Doing they damnedest to decrease my birthrate
I settle for lesser, knowing that I′m worth wait
Or worth my weight in precious gems
So I'm steadily, steadily, steadily trying to lose my religion
Like R.E.M
Created in his own image so am I him
In the middle of this crisis, shit I wonder where Christ is
Well he damn sure ain′t in K-Town or in the Wild Hundreds
Where they broadcast GD 'til the world blow up and Stone run it
Hunted by police for display in stateville cages
Come out to receive minimum wages
Plus with a disease that's contagious it is fucking outrageous
The amounts of blacks and browns they lock up
But the Most High encourage me to put the Glock up
And stock up on do-for-self knowledge
Brother couldn′t afford to go to college
So I went to the school of hard knocks
On the hard blocks of the Chi
Even I think about moving out to River Oaks
As my liver soaks in mad Hennessy
Cause I have a bad tendency to do a lot of drinking
But now I do a lot of thinking
Blinking was your third eye when you heard I
Was one of the chosen
Industry doors keep on closing
Watch the closing doors
A brother still want a record deal but can they deal with a record
Cause once they get rich they tend to switch like a sissy
Please miss me with all that bullshit you poppin′
This science I'm gon′ keep on droppin'
And me I won′t be stoppin'
Even if you had one of them red octagons
Fucker say "Malik how you make your living?"
I say by breathing oxygen
It′s all love dude, like Venus for real
I know, but I gotta be there baby
I know, you gonna be there
You gonna be there man
Right now, you here cause the Most got you here
This the city of Chicago, the state of confusion
The style I'm using is free
Or probably it would be if my mind was
People I′m behind cause
I didn't handle my functions while in high school
Although I's cool
The hood I live in ain′t all that proper
Cause a cop′ll stop ya
And have ya at 111th before you can say not guilty
I'm not filthy, nor am I rich
Ain′t that a bitch, like life is
Not your wife is, see that's your better half
Do your math and peep that two halves make a whole
And all I have to hold is my self pride
So these here streets I stride
Like a black panther, asking can the
Situation get much worse
All I do is try to appeal to the masses
As the phrase "keep it real" passes
The teeth of too many phony individuals
Snakes that smooth like criminals
They create chemicals that the earth hate
Doing they damnedest to decrease my birthrate
I settle for lesser, knowing that I′m worth wait
Or worth my weight in precious gems
So I'm steadily, steadily, steadily trying to lose my religion
Like R.E.M
Created in his own image so am I him
In the middle of this crisis, shit I wonder where Christ is
Well he damn sure ain′t in K-Town or in the Wild Hundreds
Where they broadcast GD 'til the world blow up and Stone run it
Hunted by police for display in stateville cages
Come out to receive minimum wages
Plus with a disease that's contagious it is fucking outrageous
The amounts of blacks and browns they lock up
But the Most High encourage me to put the Glock up
And stock up on do-for-self knowledge
Brother couldn′t afford to go to college
So I went to the school of hard knocks
On the hard blocks of the Chi
Even I think about moving out to River Oaks
As my liver soaks in mad Hennessy
Cause I have a bad tendency to do a lot of drinking
But now I do a lot of thinking
Blinking was your third eye when you heard I
Was one of the chosen
Industry doors keep on closing
Watch the closing doors
A brother still want a record deal but can they deal with a record
Cause once they get rich they tend to switch like a sissy
Please miss me with all that bullshit you poppin′
This science I'm gon′ keep on droppin'
And me I won′t be stoppin'
Even if you had one of them red octagons
Fucker say "Malik how you make your living?"
I say by breathing oxygen
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