4th Disciple - The City lyrics

[Unknown conversation which carries over from the last track] That's black? Whattup God? Aiyyo Shorty got beef with that n***a? Word? {​*blam, blam blam*}​ Oh sh**!!! Yo! Hold the f** up [Intro: Inspectah Deck] Aiyyo yo, eight n***as down (just enough) f**in around with my sound (ci-ty) Yo, bring backup (ci-ty) f**in with me, and mine Murderous, check it, yo [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] The world is shifty, we living just enough for the city The rough witty k**a Bee sting just like the jiggy My Family Stone, foes attempt to gradually clone Labelled MIA and I send the casualties home In closed coffins, Wu storming like the light brigade Ride the wave like Frankie Avalon inside the cyber age Crime pays, the law's long arm be tryna strong arm Walking time-bombs who thrive on firearms The charm smoker, I hit the dread with a poster We told 'em to show him love and exposed the black toaster Composer was shook, I took your bad looks for joke Get your back broke, deep throat this Murder, I Wrote The antidote be seeking like a buried treasure By every measure lethally inject your whole sector Wanted Dead or Alive, Rebel I escapes Across the desert sand, leaving no footprints to trace Keep a war face, your place conceal the baby knives On the North breaks, I still shine in shady times [Hook: Inspectah Deck] We living just enough (living just enough) Just enough for the city) (for the city) Just enough for the city [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Yo, In the jungle, I make moves like Iron Monkey Plots to bump me off, D.O.C. be on the hunt for me We stay hungry for money d** and guns Ones who fake get caught in the crossfire for crumbs Know the science be my guidance The facts tell, gats sell like s** and violence And break the project silence, a vision This is way beyond four corners, escape this mental prison Before we're all goners, now embrace the world For the world war is ocean bomber, visionary soldier karma My code of honor, mind still scarred from the drama Trauma sent to victim, witness them run, scream in horror Military chopper come gun down the slum The outcome do or die son, it's bound to come Mentally aware I see truth within the square The future's here catch me on computer software Warfare's inevitable, Rebel I hold several government official Issue thirty-eight specials, that step through Like Nat Turner create a spectacle I may die in the scuffle but I'm taking forty devils [Hook: Inspectah Deck] We livin just enough Just enough Just enough For the ci-ty [Outro: Inspectah Deck] k**a Beez, stinging MCs Yeahhh, Wu