In My City Mistah F.A.B. (Ft. Royce Da 5'9" & Talib Kweli)

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[Chorus]
People die in, drive by in, people cry in, every day
In my city, in my city, in my city
People die in, drive by in, people cry in, every day
In my city, in my city, in my city

[Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.]
Look, they killing, they illing and ain't nobody chilling in here
Health care, Medicare, it's pretty rare
Welfare… hell yeah, that shit is here
Blank stairs… the children tears
Section 8, … them ghetto benefits
The schools are closing down
Schools closing down cause kids ain't really into it
Murders and assassins, cops known by aliases
City of the gods, niggas living like …
Oakland, Brooklyn, which one is the craziest
The shadiest, maybe it's cause the parents don't play with kids
Raised by the unraised…
Church say it's gonna get better one day
But hell, they only sing songs on Sunday
Cause Monday …to the gunplay
Living in the city of god, I guess we living like the song say
I guess we living like the song say

[Chorus]
People die in, drive by in, people cry in, every day
In my city, in my city, in my city
People die in, drive by in, people cry in, every day
In my city, in my city, in my city