时间：2012-01-31
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City Blocks (Explicit) - Chief Kamachi
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
They drive me wild
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
They drive me wild
It's another ghetto story
But just gimme a minute
About a street lieutenant diagnosed schizophrenic
Hear voices in his mind
Slow dancing with the wolves
But he's still an OG
Well known for breakin' jaws
Family call him weirdo
Sent him to the loony bin
Came home crazier
See lights in every room he in
Talk to a black angel
Perched on his left shoulder
Look in his eye
Say high but his breath sober
He barely sleep
Got his head trapped in space and time
Lawyer plead insanity
But he ****** up and facing time
Back on the block
Six month in Spiddal
Don't ever take his meds
Never consider a little
Stay in the zone screaming
Mother******* leave me alone
But ain't a soul seen a sight
When he talkin' that tone
Got his hand to his ears on an invisible phone
The spirits on the dark side
Party to welcome him home
On the streets
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
They drive me wild
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
They drive me wild
The street corners whisper
They sound like an entity
With dead souls huntin' the hood
Lookin' for empathy
Inspire inner city Luciferian tendencies
Tryna school ya to the evil ruler in these embassies
Another story
Blood and glory in my memories
This first rap group
Rock high school assemblies
He started changing making death metal symphonies
Covered in tattoos
Metal spikes on black shoes
****** with some crazy ***
You never seen the blacks use
A hood ni**a stuck on LSD
Hallucinating some ****** with Satan tryna yell at B
Let's walk to the store baby we can sell SC
He was a different kind
And he swing from a different vine
His mother's death
Put pressure on his gifted mind
You heard of the depression inside the music
Committed suicide never got the chance to use it
On the streets
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
They drive me wild
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
They drive me wild
This last verse is sick
And I mean that literal
I try to break it down
Without being too critical
This young fella carry a pink umbrella
Seen 'em with all the little girls playin'
Punchinello Punchinello
His moms only child
What could you tell her
Named him Anthony
But all his friends call him Angela
Now he stealing old party dresses outta the cellar
Dead wrong
Crooked red born lipstick yella
The beginning dark life in the nighttime sinning
Tryna fool niggas lookin' for legitimate women
In the wrong place
He was starring in the wrong face
And this ni**a had some hatred in his heart
Started screaming
Kill faggots
I'll be waitin' in the park
He just thought he was drunk
Didn't take it to the heart
Stroll by no high
Then the automatic start
You know the rest
No need to stress the paramedic part
On the streets
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
They drive me wild
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
They drive me wild
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
They drive me wild
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
And the city blocks
They drive me wild
