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monday/friday - the city كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
yo, i had to start at the bottom
that’s why i’m part of the problem
they blame me for writing fault lines
auth-r-d in carbon
half malcolm half martin
please pardon my jargon
i’m marcus mosiah garveying
the martyrs of the sovereigns
be all up in my aura
i’m the harvest of their garden
we say ashe, selah, salaam
to keep our hearts from hardening
power in that spoken word
even flowers grow from dirt
faster from that co2
that we produce, when blowing herb
and i don’t tell, folks to go to h-ll
i say go to earth, you can find heaven too
oh as well, both are flirts
only you gon’ know what works
so start a school or build a church
maybe both, or worse
and you never even go and search in the city

[chorus](x4)
i, i i i, i

[verse 2]
yo, i got a lot of shit to say
but chik-fil-a on christmas day
is how some of y’all lips should stay
for real tho, y’all just in the way
that’s all i’m bout to vent today
cause that ain’t chipping at the rent i pay
anyway, it’s just letting time slip away
so let me get, get, get away
no invite, not in spite
i just need a minute to get right
last thing that we need is an infight
like an infant, with no insight
and none of that shit sound pimp tight
gotta squint like you in dim light
trying to be hard like [?]
and it’s a bit trite to be this type
i don’t get hype, it don’t sit right
the devil pie crust ain’t crimped right
but if a motherf-cker starving he’ll still bite
so lemme welcome you to real life
i might be the only one you hear right
i took the bad out of b-st-rd, now i’m a star
you can see far on a clear night
from the city

[bridge](x2)
i’m from the city where we once saw bombs over baghdad
my grandma like nas, my momma bought me that ras k-ss
around the same time i was b-mping that labcab
i wonder if the dirty south will still get the last laugh

[chorus](x4)
i, i i i, i

- mondayfriday

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