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syre - dream city lyrics

we in new york , fresh meat , new pork , i be cooking up like i’m eating with a food fork , where i am now, new city new town, hands up and hands down , stand up , stand down , they be building up walls , you can’t break them, family always watching over me, i can’t shake them , they be looking for a reason to be hating , why can’t we all just sing together like we jamaican , pitty please , hands out , this ain’t a donation , we fight over skin color , like we all aren’t gods creations , s, my family been waiting , with never ending patience , for one to bring fame to the family, preparation , my dinner table set , but have you finished eating yet , they only care when your upset after somebody makes a threat , your reaction, causes actions , and that passion , causes massive, mass destruction , that then passes , tell the next one sparks attraction , i been thinking , if my thoughts are the water than i’m sinking, they don’t know me , got pressure on me , to take my family from the macaroni, to macorunes with lemon pepper on my fresh zamboni, rap in the room, don’t mess with fakes , could never be a phony, plotting your doom, a supervillain, cause i’m done chilling , don’t know what i’m feeling , i’m feeling great, i been committing to this music thing , at a young age , they all seeing in beige , but that’s only cause you are unwilling
20/20 vision, and still blindsided to your true mission, what are you missing , people only care bout the. catch , patience is also apart of fishing, world on my finger , spinning , one handed , like paralympic’s, candace always be snitching , channel my inner krillin, abandon my bitter feelings, and dabble , in inefficent , cracks in the walls, down with our backs to the walls, no one to catch when we fall, cause they got cracks in the law, can you see threw the fog , so much a plate that it falls , i was balling before i knew had to crawl, ghost busters , i think you know who to call, i ain’t new to this game i beeen thorough it all , call me by my first name , move in silence , like the e in my first name , grandpa woulda been happy with what i’ve became , there ain’t no resp+wns , ain’t a funny game, everything i spit is fire roast him , open flame, and when i get a big hit it’s a whole new ball game, this ain’t monopoly can not claim, simmons , taught him how to shoot he can not aim , bro tried to touch my chain , shot ting like i’m dame, ,walk outside on a hot day it’s too dry, learned that i was blessed with these gifts i’m a new guy, and if they wanna try they could lose an eye

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