GHOSTWRIDAH


Heart Of The City Lyrics

Momma, look I’m everything I said I’ll always be
And I ain’t always right, but I am always me
And if they hard to see me winning, get your bi-focus
I’m in the tele-tube, women hope they buy focal
Into my focus imma set the city straight
I’m meeting good, it’s only right, my niggas get a
plane
I put this bars in the figure A, listen close
He f**ked you with that Garry Coleman, I got different
strokes
See, that’s a little humor, we might as well laugh
So many bars, I got to walk around with bale cash
We like it curse you niggers blowing on that frail
grass
And getting brains like a son of four at yell class
This is the life that I’m living and like the older
momma happy
She takes pictures of everything that I bought her
She sends them to her friends like “look what my baby
got me”
I think against they come don’t f**k me don’t sell me
copies.

It’s like I’m dreaming
But my eyes are wide open
Still everything is perfect
I’m comfortable but I ain’t resting.
So I am hostile, just to make a living
They say that home is where the heart is
Heart of the city.

I live for the come up from breakfast to supper
And I try to grab my stomach from the pains and the
hunger
36 ounces have but ten housin’, old school shower, be
easy on the my hood
Grows hood salad, chop a scene palace
Heart of the city, niggers beyond average
Hip hop savage, princes got chariots
Heart of my arms are my arms of rush, lavage
And teens just to come upon some richest
Money in my heart but my landlord trippin’
And me and my plug got attention and nowadays it is
harder to convince him
Music was like my dime. Holly f**k, when a nigga had
time?
Lay back and climb as I blowin’ a pile
Why is that, nigger? That’s when I’m focus time

It’s like I’m dreaming
But my eyes are wide open
Still everything is perfect
I’m comfortable but I ain’t resting.
So I am hostile, just to make a living
They say that home is where the heart is
Heart of the city.

Hello, America, is me
Hello, to the city that made me gee
Came up on a courter key
I find money, is an a team
Maserati now f**k a beam
Shawty had a dream till she lost it like Christina
Out of mine shine no star
That is what I call time’s hard
Speak of foreign in a foreign cup
Officer, I swear to drunk that I’m not God
Or is it the other way around? Bartender, please bring
here another round
Heart of the city, clean musketeers, they ain’t a
musket, see you momma tears
I smile to my movement. Glass is up, toast, cheers!
We hear about no nigger name. If he was right in the
past, he to blame
I keep the gee as the world change
So stop the hustle, I’m still the same
Live by and I die by, and drug call bull shit, I ain’t
never try
I keep the reality above it, nigger,
While you face this, maybe I’m that good.

It’s like I’m dreaming
But my eyes are wide open
Still everything is perfect
I’m comfortable but I ain’t resting.
So I am hostile, just to make a living
They say that home is where the heart is
Heart of the city.

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