Gilbere Forte

Gilbere Forte - My City To Your City lyrics

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(Feat. Curt@!n$)
Oh, never did I think that I would ever fucking fuck 
up,
Came from the bottom of the earth,
That's Â… south ..where niggersÂ…
Put my heart to this life and I never became still,
If I put it to your hands and never became,..
I'll probably getÂ… when ..
Troopers pop questions, you Â…
I'm a winner at the game, you not bewail,
Mind over what matters, cause mine is over a million,
You're so into the music, bring people and buy the 
billionsÂ…
Life is in the fats line, blinding all your feelings, 
The people you're looking at, you're forward killing,
They say you changed, bo, better rearrange, bo,
All niggers want you sleeping in your.., bo!
It breaks over, it takes over .. 
Move over so I could bring the new Â…
Me and .. is lifting your fucking skirts up.
Watching your bitch ass, niggers dying of cocker rush, 
Firing in the eye, other snakesÂ…
Smoke ‘till you're low dough, the future is too clear,
To ever let the gang cloud me!
87 dreams, Â…
Bring the Â… mother fuckers, let me hear you know!
Is only you and God
Holding me down!
Chorus:
From my city, to your city!
From my city, to your city!
From my city, to your city!
From my city, to your city!
Yeah, put you lighters in the air!
Put your hands in the air!
Put you lighters in the air!
Put it out in the air!
Yeah! No .. on myÂ…
No albums in storesÂ…
She know when it is and she know when it ain'tÂ…
I shine like the.. at the end of a rainbow.
Horse skinÂ… young boys shipping like emos,
.. I came from the ghetto, let's talk about a come up,
.. for the summer.
..just fell out at the crib like a slumber,
Let me throw it out, I'mma call my fucker,
Wake up and drink Merlot for the fucker, 
As soon as I touch down four bitches in aÂ…
But they're trouble, I'm off to my Â… you passed to my 
door,
Let it be the next vic!
Growing up we played as myÂ…
Let the money keep spinning like the U.S.S.R. 
Chorus:
From my city, to your city!
From my city, to your city!
From my city, to your city!
From my city, to your city!
Yeah, put you lighters in the air!
Put your hands in the air!
Put you lighters in the air!
Put it out in the air!
Â…reconnect and destroy and build all day,
Wait next to ‘em.. you can't stand next to ‘em boys,
.. growing up and said the world was definitely yours, 
Now I'm deaf like right after the noise.
Hear me? Â… stop as the laws return,
So.. can't take back all we earn.
I'mma let ‘em know we are what you heard before,
Young black and gifted and left to make the world go 
round
Open heart to the real shit and ..
..trying to sustain.
Me and.. is changed for the game, mother fucker!
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