88 Ultra - City Streets lyrics

[Hook] Walking through the city streets Chasing something I'll never find Falling in a cold grey tree We get high and I'm losing my mind [Verse 1: Nacho Pica**o] Hook me up to life support, I'm feeling half dead I'll be grabbing on my dick, I'll be on my last leg As I stand on the ledge and recite this last pledge Before I walk off the edge and plunge to my fast d**h Freefallin' freefallin', joggers freeballin' Your BC, my egg plant, now she need pollen Yeah I keep on rushin', but she the one Stalin Worry about my side b**h, if she the one calling "Darlin'" the key words, I'll ditch you, you (?) So stop b**hing, start swallowing Said you could keep the change, Cuban link the chains I'm gon' point and aim, you gon' point the blame I just put the b**h to chains and I can't pronounce her name But she no speak no English, so she can't pronounce a thing I'm a motherf**in' ras clot, snot on the wash cloth Pots in her hot spot, now you forgot to wash out [Hook] [Verse 2: J Byrd The Low Life] I got one love to the n***as from my block I'll busts guns for the n***as from my block I'll push d** with your misses or your doctor s*uts love a real n***a for the co*k Make 'em stood up when they top Then I send them for some guap They get up with the hiccups and a cough, ha Probably cause I lost a couple dizz up in her twat If I'm dipping from the cops, quick to stick it in her crotch This b**h is with the sh** and this b**h can fit a lot So I keep her by my side like the blow in my coin pocket That's dumb and dumber I go Lloyd off it I'm bars in no loincloth (?) But these hard hands prove coins often Yeah [Bridge: J Byrd The Low Life] Trapped in acid tab dreams While I'm hippie flippin' smellin' like hash and Pantene I'm so smacked I can't breath With these dead eyes, feelin' like Vash the Stampede While I'm [Hook]