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black sunday - city lights (feat. virtuoso) lyrics

[verse 1: donnie darko]
ah
look
everyday you wake up to the bullsh-t
same old story
same people before me
so you drinking everyday
that’s the way your life
you let the devil take control
you don’t trynna fight
your best friend is a bottle of vodka
and a girls you use to love got tired and drop you
you in da hood so long
you don’t trynna leave
everyday you wanna die
you don’t trynna breathe
it’s a real struggle
when your money out
and you can move c0ke on the money route
and it ain’t a right thing
but it’s an only option
you can grab a gun
and get it poppin’
too many depth in mah hood
and they all black
i don’t play a waist call
but it’s all fact
we need to phone back
we got a lot of issues
too many tires cried
not enough tissues
take pride and a truth
trynna uplift you
but a haters hate
and trynna f-ck with you
it’s get deeper
death, the grim reaper
it’s a cold-cold world
we ain’t got a heat here
we need to stop k!lling
and trynna raise children
i guess f-ck that
you wanna play the villain
this a mah thoughts
this a mah feelings
you couldn’t raise through roof

[hook: sutter kain]
you see the city lights
you on big stage
you don’t see the ghettos
on a guns blaze
bunch of fast cars
bunch of happy days
bunch of beautiful women
man, that sh-t is a phrase
yeah
real talk, n-gga
man, that sh-t is a phrase
ah
real talk, n-gga

[verse 2: virtuoso]
yaoo
sniffing [?] turn you from pretty into a skinny hag
a few more hours [?]
luckily we called ambulance just in time
while your man was upstairs still [?] lines
now i and you see on a tracking you tube
lungs can’t work
respirator’re making them move
you abused
you body leaving in [?] sh-ll
[?]
[?]
i see you rubbing and [?] your bad pose
vomiting and crying
trynna exercise your head goes
you’re feeling death close
willing for a new start
trynna pump red blood depend to your blue heart
it’s too dark
you see through pain and cold rain
no matter how hard you work
it’s like no change
cocaine, nicotine, methadone, sugar and jam bean

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