The City Life

The City Is Where Pity Reigns

Ashamed I am, to roam these streets

Where I'm chasing cash to get a beat from chase n cashe

But while I'm cash chasing,

Ass is waving, plus drugs are calling

The call of the wild while children of my past ask what is there left for us

In God We Trust or money with the saying praying one day the impossible becomes possible

It's probable though it seems unlikely

Years go on and on

More faces come and go

It would seem what I've seen I should learn

Instead I turn and burn right along to the same song strumming

The beat of these streets is the drumming of a punk rock tune

We've reached our doom

Hear me

Here we are

Scarred by the vivid sight of each day and night

As the night scares we try to brace ourselves through this daily nightmare

Yet the weak die every week

Now listen to me speak to the streets

This is life maybe it's not

Ducking running for our lives and running from the cops

It's always hot even when it's cold

I don't wanna die young but I don't think I'll get to be old.