Verah - CC14 lyrics

[Hook] And you say Cov City Cov City [Verse 1] And they say Cov's sh**ty, the slum of Britain Where 42 year olds have Great-Grandchildren When other man are f**ing, me, I be chilling So when I'm 62 I'll have great grandchildren The city where I'm living is the capital of pain My mum got clocked slipping when the rent was due for pay My sister goes to private school but it is just as sh**ty As every other public school in Coventry City You can't just want to live your life in Coventry City Cause in some parts you're good as dead in Coventry City You'd make some bread to buy some bread in Coventry City And the rest you buy with Street Cred in Coventry City People judge you by your crep game in Coventry City We judge girls by their head game in Coventry City When female head counts is higher than their IQ That's when you know your city's pretty bad [Hook] And you say Cov City Cov City And you say Cov City Cov City [Verse 2] In a world where libraries ain't got no books Instead they get infested with thugs and crooks Bare man I know wanna bite me for my hooks I offer right hooks and they get proper shook So here's the news I seem to hear everyday Little kids my sister age acting like they're made "The chicks that I've banged and rounds I've sprayed" But funny enough it didn't bother me until now I'm seeing Spidermen They found her on the web and fell in love with Mary Jane So stick to your walls in the capital of punishment I'm Superman now and I will find my Lois Lane You'll find yourself incarcerated for doing petty crimes But there's coming back from 25 to life I'll feed my kids and feed my wife until the day I die ‘Till then I wave goodbye to this city of mine [Hook] And you say Bye City Bye City I might hate it a lot but this my city Cov City [Outro] Yes I said Id k** em But I think I gotta quit it Because if I really k** em It's reflected on my children I traded fortune for my woman Guess that I could say that I invested in my children I told you I would k** em But if I really k** em They'll lock me up in prison And I'll never see my children [Verse 1] And they say Cov's sh**ty, the slum of Britain Where 42 year olds have Great-Grandchildren When other man are f**ing, me, I be chilling So when I'm 62 I'll have great grandchildren The city where I'm living is the capital of pain My mum got clocked slipping when the rent was due for pay My sister goes to private school but it is just as sh**ty As every other public school in Coventry City You can't just want to live your life in Coventry City Cause in some parts you're good as dead in Coventry City You'd make some bread to buy some bread in Coventry City And the rest you buy with Street Cred in Coventry City People judge you by your crep game in Coventry City We judge girls by their head game in Coventry City When female head counts is higher than their IQ That's when you know your city's pretty...