The City Lyrics & Chords By The Godfathers

New York City... Let's bring it back
Bitch this verse is your obituary
Hit-ch-you very hard
Til you twitch like Klitschko split-ch-ya
Get-ch-you worried
Shoot that piece of shit
8 inch blade gut you
Flinch when I cut you
Headbutt-ch-you in a clinch
Sharp axe up your cardiovascular
Spill your plasma
Smooth like a jazz player
Blast Slayer
You're dearly departed in the casket
Full of bullets after I blasted your head
Leave you with a raspberry beret
Massacred found in a barn in Nebraska
Cold like Alaska legend like Sasquatch
The definition of masculine and mass killing
Dusted like Joplin dropping Mescaline
Strict 9 rat killer pest control
Kill you like Cholesterol
Rapping death I'm the best of all time
Celebrate a festival of crime
Digestible fresh if you test I'll pull the nine
New York City
Pop 9's Slummin in the city
Packin my gat gettin dirty and gritty
Cops I'm sellin in the city
Cut the back of your neck
Gemstar not pretty
Pop 9's slummin in the city
Packin my gat gettin dirty and gritty
Cop dimes sellin in the city
Cut the back of your neck
Gemstar not pretty
On the verge of a murder way
Burner spray Mercury tip shit
Vibrate every disc in your vertabrae
Viet Veteran vest deads all the metal in
Scew em for severing heads off to red cross
Hostile mentality no hospitality
Considering what the hospital bed cost
Get John Lennon cronze bomb your land
And lend em a few come out the women
And word is bond you feminine
Blow slugs get no love this ain't Wimbledon
Deadly stares from teddy bears
My thugs gremelins
Real dealie
Like hill billies who still silly
Leave you still as Achilles
Under lillies who still feel me
Smooth [?] trigger cool
Blicas move better respect the scanner
Hit the deck like skipper shoes
Ridicule I'm a riddle dudes
The kid loose used to [?]
Chill in the black jacket
To twist a screw
Queens Nigga
Brooklyn Kid
Bronx
Shaolin
Manhattan
Rep That
Queens Nigga
Brooklyn Kid
New York City
NYC