[Verse 1: Quelle Chris]
Yo, one city defines the state of a cold country
8:50, the night devours the day hungry
Provide a light for freaks who precede from the rosters of
1/5th of club hoppers rocking their favorite outfits
1/5th of dopeheads tipping a fifth of vodka
1/5th of big fella thug niggas lifting the block up
The other two vary in hoods throughout various projects
Middle class areas carrying angels and monsters
This is life, hip-hop's most dangerous topic
Embedded in prophets who preach in the presence of moshpits
But even in it’s most hectic the city is precious
The powerful pressure felt when learning a hard lesson
Confessions of first times in your lifeline
Came with the sunshine after nights far from your right mind and
Sometimes it's beautiful, sometimes it's not
Sometimes it's knucklehead niggas, lotta times it's the cops
Some brothers live in the dark all day
Rotting between the rock and a hard place
'Cause the light of day is a hard way to chase ya liquor up
And it takes a hard shake to wake a nigga up
Working the graveyard shift to get ya figures up
Hitting the str--
Dollars weighing them strippers down
Er'body waitin' for the moon to come around
Like er'body waiting for the moon to come around
Er'body waiting for the moon to come around
Like er'body waiting for the moon to come around
Like er'body waiting for the moon to come around
Like er'body waiting for the moon to come around
Er'body waitin' for the moon to come around
Yo, one city defines the state of a cold country
8:50, the night devours the day hungry
Provide a light for freaks who precede from the rosters of
1/5th of club hoppers rocking their favorite outfits
1/5th of dopeheads tipping a fifth of vodka
1/5th of big fella thug niggas lifting the block up
The other two vary in hoods throughout various projects
Middle class areas carrying angels and monsters
This is life, hip-hop's most dangerous topic
Embedded in prophets who preach in the presence of moshpits
But even in it’s most hectic the city is precious
The powerful pressure felt when learning a hard lesson
Confessions of first times in your lifeline
Came with the sunshine after nights far from your right mind and
Sometimes it's beautiful, sometimes it's not
Sometimes it's knucklehead niggas, lotta times it's the cops
Some brothers live in the dark all day
Rotting between the rock and a hard place
'Cause the light of day is a hard way to chase ya liquor up
And it takes a hard shake to wake a nigga up
Working the graveyard shift to get ya figures up
Hitting the str--
Dollars weighing them strippers down
Er'body waitin' for the moon to come around
Like er'body waiting for the moon to come around
Er'body waiting for the moon to come around
Like er'body waiting for the moon to come around
Like er'body waiting for the moon to come around
Like er'body waiting for the moon to come around
Er'body waitin' for the moon to come around
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