Tekster:
Light This City Hunt

A transparent heart can't hide its blackest wish. Even blood, pounding deceit, only makes your motives clearer. Your scheme to conceal the desire may

run away, they said they lookin' for me, but I'm a find a nigga killin' before this nigga find me. Y'all niggas know a murder-bound city, see me when

The midnight gang's assembled And picked a rendezvous for the night They'll meet 'neath that giant Exxon sign That brings this fair city light Man,

statement (hu hu huh) In this matrix Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man Somehow found, amazing! By the department of sanitation Under city lights

Shit is real out here This ain't no fuckin' joke I lived in a spot called Millbrooke Projects The original, criminal minded, rap topic With twenty cents in my pocket, I saw the light

[Intro] Hello Mr. Yates This is Sarah from the Complex ClubHouse I'm calling to tell you That we've been getting complaints From your neighbors about

river Protected by the stupid little fairies I floated for nine days and nights I floated for nine days and nights Till I came to the city Bright lights

bigger at stake My purpose is this journey Brother, you are shortsighted Naive and starry-eyed You are not the chosen one This will be your demise Brother, I can't help this

With more drama than you find in the flicks I'm Dolomite without the afro picks or flyin' kicks, it's this, this, this, this This thing is gonna be