The City Lyrics by Wu-Tang Clan

The City Lyrics

    [unknown conversation which carries over from the last track]
    That's black?
    Whattup God?
    Aiyyo Shorty got beef with that nigga? Word?
    *blam, blam blam* Oh shit!!! Yo!
    Hold the fuck up

    Aiyyo yo, eight niggaz down (just enough)
    Fuckin around with my sound (ci-ty)
    Yo, bring backup (ci-ty)
    Fuckin with me, and mine
    Murderous

    [Inspectah Deck]
    Check it, yo
    The world is shifty, we livin just enough for the city
    The rough witty killa bee sting just like the jiggy
    My Family Stone, foes attempt to gradually clone
    Label them my anus and the casualty's home
    It glows coffin, Wu stormin like the light brigade
    ride the wave like Frankie Avalon
    As I decipher AIDS crime pays
    The law's long arm be tryin to strongarm, walkin timebombs
    before I bomb firearm
    The chalm smoker, I hit the dread with a poster
    He toke with his own love and expose the black toaster
    Composer was shook
    I took your bad looks for joke get your back broke
    Deep throat this murder I wrote
    The antidote be seekin like a buried treasure
    By every measure lethally inject your whole sector
    Wanted dead or alive
    Rebel I escapes across the desert sand
    leavin no footprints to trace
    Keep a war face, in your place
    Conceal the baby knives on the North breaks
    I still shine in shady times

    Yeah, yo
    We livin just enough (livin just enough)
    Just enough (in the ci-ty)
    Just enough, for the ci-ty

    Yo, in the jungle
    I make moves like Iron Monkey
    Plots to bump me off D.O.T. be on the hunt for me
    We stay hungry, for money drugs and guns
    Ones who fake get caught in the crossfire for crumbs
    Know the science be my Goddess
    The facts tell gats sell like sex and violence
    And break the project silence, a vision
    This is way beyond four corners, escape this mental prison
    Before we're all goners, now embrace the world
    for the world war is ocean bomber
    Visionary soldier comma
    My code of honor, mind still start from the drama
    Trauma sent the victim, witness them run, scream in horror
    Military chopper come gun down the slum
    The outcome do or die Son it's bound to come
    Mentally aware I see truth within the square
    The future's here catch me on computer software
    Warfare's inevitable, Rebel I hold several government official
    It's a thirty-eight special, that steps through
    Like Nat Turner create a spectacle
    I may die in the scuffle but I'm takin forty devils

    We livin just enough
    Just enough
    Just enough
    For the ci-ty

    Killa beez, sting McEEEZ, yeah, Wu

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