Night The City Cried Lyrics by U-god

Night The City Cried Lyrics

    *police radio* (humming)

    (u-god)

    Night falling, red dawn, without warning or beef
    Late night city life, in the dark manhattan fog, creep
    Wit' cats and dogs become meat
    All that is sacred
    My body lay naked
    Aching for some weeks, maybe it was a hostage taken
    Some money making jamaican
    High for thuggery disgrace on did him ugly, kicked his bloody face in
    Maybe he was mistaken for some great man
    In a dirty place he lay in a gray basement
    Shaking his scabs, crack bag, stabbed up four times, strong!
    With a long rusty jason
    Dumped the smoldering corpse in a dumpster truck of garbage
    In this mad man hell he laid in
    Logical was hatred
    Some replacement killer came through, left small traces
    Engraved his chest
    Left him for death
    Left him on his last breath
    Crawling, just to make a 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 to the hospital
    Hit him with the chest rockers, shockers
    Pop him open just to keep his heart racing (clear)

    (chorus)
    Will he make it?
    Will he survive?
    Terror in his eyes
    Night the city cries
    Payback is crime
    He damn near died
    Banished my wounds not mine
    The city cries, drama ride
    Guns out the window, slide
    Before me now the city cries

    (u-god)

    Unconscious for months (beep beep)
    Deep in coma shock
    When you awoke, it was hope
    Dry throat
    Choking off tools, being fed ice cubes
    Pain in you head
    Change of the bed
    Doped up and soaking while police on top
    Doctors monitor your heart (heart beating)
    Sergeant bilko came in with some zombie ass cops
    What we have here the chief embraces
    In his hands he pulls out two briefcases
    A picture popped up on computer
    One woman, one man, sharpshooter
    He asked you do you remember these two faces?
    'mind you you're blind, completely hung out to dry, victimized
    Violated as if you was raped
    What the hell
    You escape well
    Police investigated the scene
    Scrape the crime scene
    Down to the bone panel
    While you lay frail in the enamel
    Under you nails in the scuffle
    You scratched some dna samples that match
    The blood on your clothes are not yours, it was his
    Right before you blacked out, took that blow
    In september, you can't remember
    You ripped his nose ring
    Right out his nose
    Before he took it four times in the ribs
    But somehow he lived
    >from the little bit of blood you grabbed
    His skin type, you ran it back to forensic labs
    Your finger prints popped up
    This is where it begins
    Your street name was henry the saint
    Staten island's where your crib was at
    Park hill project was your outlet
    You was a target
    Or organized outfit
    Not by the mafia, this where it get chills
    Your wife hired some hitman to kill you for your ten million dollar will
    Money fund drill
    Booby trapped perhaps
    Left his food for the rats
    Now...

    (chorus)
    Will you make it?
    Will you survive?
    Terror in your eyes
    Night the city cries
    Payback is crime
    You damn near died
    Bandaged by wounds not mine
    The city cries, drama ride
    Guns out the window slide
    Before me now the city cries

    (u-god)

    One cop's weakness
    Was heroic, he exposed pieces
    Leaked out information
    On surveillance where his wife was staying
    Police tracked her down
    Blood hound on the east side of town
    In some skyscraper
    They had video tapes of her
    And some porn star fling, her and the next door neighbor
    And the killer with the nose ring
    But the police didn't have a case
    'cause the victim couldn't remember a thing
    Not even a face
    He had to clear his name
    He bit off more than he could chew
    His absent minded flash backs grew
    And grew to hate
    He had to escape
    To icu
    On the second day he came through
    He concocted the impossible
    The psych' slipped out the cuffs
    Somehow killed to armed guards (bang, bang)
    Grabbed their guns
    Before he fled the hospital, slivers into the night
    If police hunting was right
    He's seeking for justice
    Off point bulletin
    On a black male jamaican
    Meanwhile a dark lookable crook
    Is in a alleyway for retaliation
    A limo pulled across the street from a gas station
    He saw his wife
    And the nigga that knifed him
    He wanted to mash him
    He was real patient
    A devilish growl sensation
    And the rain grew to a foul meditation (sound of rain)
    Of betrayal, murder revenge
    Bitch that set you up will get hers in the end
    In the hall of the lobby floor
    Security on post
    Got gun butted three times in the head with the old dusty toast
    Now he slipped past the video cameras undetected
    To the 25th floor
    Apartment 504
    When he rang the bell (ding dong) sweet voice said
    She cracked it open, her reply i thought you was dead
    In a matter of seconds and inches
    The door was hanging off the hinges (crash)
    Her eyes met the metal
    She screamed oh my god
    Out the back room the killer with the nose ring
    Smashed the nigga in the head with a porcelain vase
    Shots ricochet like lightning roads
    Put the bimbo in arms
    The drapes caught on fire, with no alarm
    They crashed out the window, but they somehow held on
    Dangling from a hundred stories high
    Don't doubt him
    Will he make it?
    Continued next album

    (chorus)
    Will he make it?
    Will he survive?
    Terror in his eyes
    Night the city cries
    Payback is crime
    He damn near died
    Bandaged by wounds not mine
    The city cries, drama ride
    Guns out the window slide...

    Golden arm is as good as his reputation says
    With his bare hands he stood all of us off
    And if he had weapons...

    Golden arm never uses weapons
    Says he doesn't need them
    He says using his bare arms is the best
    And he's probably right
    Nobody's beaten him yet
    Just using his arms he beat us all then
    We had no chance
    He had us cold

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