The City
The citys lights dance, there up all night,
But you better becareful, and carry more than a knife.
I see all the people crying, from within,
knowing they never thoughy they would live in it again.
The city is fierce, and will make your soul break,
For you better be careful ,watch your back for gods sake.
I listen to the citys moans,and its sounds,
And I know I love, the country as my face starts to frown.
Love it, or hate it, it will suck you in,
And if you fuck up, here you sure won't win.
A shot cracks out, in the dead of the night,
Another soul lost, some stupid dumb fight,
So careful what you wish, as your walking downtown,
Or you could be sleeping six feet underground.........
Inkmaster
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