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sirkastik - city lights lyrics

intro
yea check it
new yorks finest
sirkastik on the mic, along with “sicktoxic”
new york city put yo hands up
“stand up, new york!”
yeah, it’s that ny vibe, you already know
yeah, yeah
check it
it’s gonna go something like this…
“pepe, run it!”

verse 1- (sirkastik)-
yeah new york, where i’m from
the city that never sleeps
so i’ve been hustling on my block
nah i ain’t talking about slanging dope
i’m slanging that bean pie
y’all already know where i been at
riding the metro, with the retro’s on my feet
deep down in the pavement like it’s some sort’ a rat race
the big apple
now lemme paint you a big picture of the city lights
and i still been ripping mics, while y’all been gripping dyk-s
& i’m about to drop a clean record
but i got nasty rhymes that will hit ya
the second to do it, right after the greatest
that’s nasty nas huh huh

verse 2- (sirkastik)-
yeah see i got much rhyme
and never once have i committed much crime
unless you talking lyrically, cause i’m all about logic’s plp
but if i catch you talking behind my back i’ll hit ya with a
punch line, cause never once did y’all wanna grind
with me and now you tryna shine with me?
so you’re all up on me like it’s lunchtime? ha b, what?
see i never took handouts
the only time i put my hand out was for the automatic
paper towels in the public restrooms
but that’s me i guess
so i been low riding while bumping 50
50 times a day &
spending 50 cents on a bummy drink
that i know k!lls my —-
but screw it
cause i can’t even find the perfect girl

verse 3- (sirkastik)-
& i swear these records that be coming out nowadays all sound so alike, like what even is copy right?
you all copy right?
you lil rappers just hurt my ears, the only difference between me and you is that i’ve been writing for years
c-cked back and ready to blow
see i’m always armed and ready
y’all looking weak a bit too thin, so i break you up with dry spaghetti
cause while, y’all been listening to nursery rhymes
and phonics, i was studying ebonics
taught by the greatest big l
who taught me that criminal slang
coming straight from the wu-tang
like that new bang
like boom bap
you and your lame raps
i could k!ll that
cause i’m flier than that malibu
and i come thru
like kung fu
and kick you in the face like i’m wendy wu
dressed in all white black and blue
i don’t like your att-tude
and then they wonder who?
well, who does that matter to?
well if it’s that important they call me sirkastik
cause i be murdering your favorite rappers and putting ‘em in a casket, no need to mask it now
but it’s about to get drastic son
come mess with me and my boy sick, and you’ll get your head blasted yea, i’m out

verse 4- (sicktoxic)-
sicktoxic on the mic
you all know exactly what time it is!
to all my real new yorkers..
please, stand up!
that’s right
augh!…
yeah, look
it’s that new york city, time to get gritty
bang bang, a kid got shot, down the block
dang what a pity
and he was only 15, with a dollar and a dream
involved in, crime and gang violence
while, we all – stay silent
aahhhh, great!
now, look
it’s just another crime scene, ain’t it brothers and sisters?
augh, check it. it’s time for us to unite
can we all just stop, pointing fingers
cause the tough times
often causes our minds to linger throughout the night
and me
with another, brother gone
my heart is getting cold
at the same time
its melting gold
and i’m getting paranoid of
how many years i’m given to live and die
cuz i wanna be just like the greats
matter of fact i wanna be greater
i got no time to sit and contemplate suicide, right now i just feel too alive to strive
and reach for the stars in the galaxy, even though they seem so far
i wonder if the greats are sent to heaven or h-ll tho
sometimes, i even question is that even fake for real tho?
and if it doesn’t exist, do we just fold and grow old then mold
and disintegrate in the dirt that we get buried in
god, can you give me the answers
lord, give me some signs, please

verse 5- (sicktoxic)
god? lord? anybody?
please, give me a sign
and tell me if, i’m i living right or living wrong?
i feel like i’m always the sinner and never a winner, but right now i wanna be one, so please help me right my wrongs
even though my wrongs helped me write this song
they tell me
don’t question anything
just do what’s right for you by whatever and any means
and even if it means to run up with the rifle dude
and k!ll all of your enemies
but i know that deep down that’s not me
and also not the correct answers to my problems
so please will you help me solve ‘em, before my body some how dissolves and turns into dust
i confess i must, i am a sinner and i’m sad to admit it
but i repent

verse 6- (sicktoxic)
cause, at any given time of day, these hoodlums be running their schemes
talking about they got, these big dreams!
but all along it was just a scarface fantasy
that they got stuck in their brains
causing them to lose their ways and go insane
they’re just too afraid to admit it
that they’re just fiends
fiends to the street life
fiends to the saying: live fast = and die young
and they always be on that motto: yolo .. you know
but me
i’m running solo, dolo
cuz of my past, i now highly acknowledge that you can’t run the streets
and if you do the streets will run you
run you through!
but yeah
i’m still that same kid
sick and tired of, living on these cold streets
so, shout out to the ones
living in the bas-m-nt
…. in the winter with no heat
grinding in their room, and first making changes
working for months and years, chasing their careers
don’t know where they headed
but yet they just keep their head up
and don’t let n0body let up
and in the morning
it’s rise and shine, they just get up

verse 7- (sicktoxic) –
me, i’m from new york
where we, always gotta embrace it
me, i’m from new york
where we don’t give a d-mn what your race is
me, i’m from new york
where we all got dreams and visions
so we just chase it
me, i’m from new york
where we grow up
to never take second places
…
that’s right
these new york city lights
that’s where i go to escape it
at night
only the lonely times in my past has helped me shape it
it’s 2 a.m. in new york city
and even with all these city lights
right now my heart is vacant
but i got my music
and the old school instrumentals
so i’m finna zoom and sp-ce out of my city
on to another planet and trace it, and i finally made it (echos)

- sirkastik lyrics

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