HD - City Cry lyrics

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HD - City Cry lyrics

[Intro: Erk G] sh** crazy man... Somebody gotta say something... Tired of hearing my city cry [Verse 1: Erk G] Gun shots up in broad day Serving phines in the hallways Ain't no feeling like yo day one a switch up on you for some ball play Young kid got big dreams Fast car sitting on big things Always said when I get it all We gone split it all since I was sixteen Big building and row houses Tore em down got the city wilding Thank god for link and public housing Cuz without that we'll be looting houses No job gotta hustle hard Wanna work but don't know where to start Cuz Imma boss I can't have a boss But my pride man can't buy a car Daughter blessed she got a great fam Mind wonder in the AM [A.D.] Like if my pops would've been around would my situation be the same sh** I talk to him every now and then [Erk G] Had anger that was back then [A.D.] Fake n***as steady acting Heard my city cry and I ain't laughing [Hook] Hoping that it a get better Praying that it a get easier Constantly watching my people die I've heard my city cry [Verse 2: AD] Shots fired when police come Another mama lost her only son Turned out it was a phony gun You'll hear about about it when the morning come 2 shots in the head Mom working, got his pops in the Feds Do you hear me, 2 shots in the head Protecting and serving? These officers scared! You ain't out here living .. So you can't complain .. A lot of things has changed you ain't cool if you ain't gang I jus pray for change Young dudes spraying for a name It's k**ing day to day, wish they problems David Blain.. BANG, You and lack get k**ed now you the news [Erk G] Man Everyday it's a funeral Jus a statistic a numeral It's turning my city delusional Should I Carry its Disputable [A.D.] These are the thoughts of these juveniles [Erk G] I'm tired of expecting the usual [A.D.] They coming down that one way what you gone do? [Hook] Hoping that it'll get better Praying that it'll get easier Constantly watching my people die I've heard my city cry