Christopher Knox - City Country lyrics

MaGestic-City Country Verse 1: City country mixed Got a bit of Kentucky in me But I come from Trotwood and other cities Wonder plenty I act country but I'm more of a comfy hippie… I'm a little irish tho, so I get violent while the others got a touch of disney I'm comfortable with who I am, usually nobody will up and diss me But nobody will hear this, so nobody will come to get me… Couple misreads, I begin to mislead Now everybody gonna throw a fit, and I'm just gonna throw this frisbie Quota 6 deep… oops I mean the cobra sinks teeth… On my own again… waiting to gain my diploma Waiting to take over No fears or phobias No peers here to steer my focus to a hopeless rut Stogie and a hoagie for the actions I take, but only if I'm going up… City country kid named Lil' Trip, taking a little trip with Napoleon… Life could be Dynamite Now the question is will I survive? I will as long I'm willing to pilot my Choices, without the use of a joystick or some private eye… All I'm saying is I have to help myself……… Can't rely on someone else to write my life Chorus: Jus a Jus a city Jus a country Jus a city country kid who has plans to be gettin' lucky Jus a tough lovin', nug crunchin, bud bustin', City Country Tough love i crunch nugs I bust buds, I'm a city country kid Verse 2 Country Accent Got a city vibe but a country laugh (heh) Crummy ad libs How am I supposed to make money rappin' It's like a Donald Duck to Bugs Bunny adaption I might as well be Donald Glover But I'm more of a Roger Rabbit “Roger That!” Let's be honest Chris is on some Jeffrey Dahmer rappin' Checkin' off my list While I'm trying to get on the honor list… Unresponsive twitch,................................ Magic(Not again, Holiday turned to Hayday like I was trying to Sponsor him) Unacceptable Behavior Magic…… Such a spectacle How I go from Hyde to Jekyll On a Psycho level The rhymes blow your mind through your eye vessels Why rest though? Chorus City Country Kid Just a City Country kid Just a Hip Kentucky Prick Gettin' Lucky whenever I'm getting money Gettin' Lucky whenever the richest love me Gettin up is dick to s**, and getting friendly with Mr. Trump Verse 3 (Murder Verse ?) Yeahhh Oh Oh you got Oh you gotta love it City Country Country City Something Different Time I hit ya'll with something different Up and Stickin' Never fallin' I'm a beast, I got a weapon on and I'm finna take the pressure off it Words are getting heavy I suggest you regulars don't get involved in it Revolver clips My life revolves around the women Feel as though I'm evolvin' Wanna be like me? You should probably turn up the volume, listen To the bars that I often deliver Obvious winner Cold Lyrics so the competition always shiver Oppositions offended, I just offer visions Wanna talk about an awkward visit? I just saw some coffin fillers heading to a soften clinic The game is on some stupid sound, it's sorta like a faucet drippin' I be rhyming like an entrepreneur Had to invent a genre because my mind is a walking computer Running from my thoughts, swear I lost ‘em, sh**'s gonna alter the future Now I'm in Austin Houston, City kid in the country, so I guess have to toss a deuce… Chorus: City….. Country….. Girls just pretend to love me No need for audition, but she ain't gettin' money City Folk, I'm a bit evolved, some percent is country….. I suggest you come and get me Honey… Verse 4 (Wrap Up) Be above the rest I bring enough to best Keep my gun in vests Need to tuck the press Don't want to pull a West That's the middle Actin' civil on Ritalin, that's the City Country simpleton They call me a little prick They said I couldn't make it in life with benefits Enough getting sentiment Been feeding you sheep the pencil thin About to carpenter this next part of the Vented sh** I invented Lit I got the bars ablaze like my kitchen is Coming to clean the city up with this rap That's a certificate Legitimate A f**ing promise b**h… This Country is on the frits Bonkers with the politics Honored by the Frolic, we just hop about the Constitution Treating our nation like prostitutes, and Make the land obey the Rotten Brutes So many people have got in feuds And all we do is watch and tune in We never want to stop the ruin So here's my next plot to cue in My plan is simply, (small pause) to put Q in President Quinton Your reg (reggie) has been gifted, (because…. lower cla**) The legs have been lifted The beds have been flipped Time to Treasure the women Times are better, significant Hittin' lime, than splittin' wives, that's the scissor kick Homie don't play that, that hoe's a ventriloquist Puttin' words in my mouth, I never said I'd get intimate Yeah ya'll been played from the beginning, Genesis The government is doing the same with our Citizens Our brains are diminished, we're to delayed to witness it Just too enslaved, Imprisonment To afraid, Y'all are mutant apes… say goodbye to our Human Race…… RANT: I'm so City Country, my mom is a Gypsy.. , my dad is a thug, my grandma's from Kentucky, same with Q Dub… man he kinda invented City-Country…. My sister says she wants to be Country, but she's practically Scene… I think I've seen enough…. I think I've said enough…. If you don't get what city country means by now, You weren't listening up…..fu*k