Kardinal Offishall

Kardinal Offishall - Reppin For My City lyrics

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2 x Hook:

I'm black till I die, I'm young and I'm fly

putting in work I'm fly till I'm die

getting paper bout a dime I'm puttin in work

I'm steady steady reppin for my city ya ya

steady steady reppin for my city ya ya

steady steady reppin for my city ya ya

Yaga from the city a hit maker

we born cold so imagine what the hit makers

from a city where is forbidden to breath fakers

neh shawty teen still yelling beat akin

the realest niggas never get their story told

I'm ghost right in the industry money oh

you ain't made enough fifty see and money foe

it's in my wallet this never lasts my area cold

I only beef with the butch the hand of..

the only secrets that I have is across them the borders

you are my true religion looking for my true religion

got over everything, reporting from hells kitchen

2 x Hook:

I'm black till I die, I'm young and I'm fly

putting in work I'm fly till I'm die

getting paper bout a dime I'm puttin in work

I'm steady steady reppin for my city ya ya

steady steady reppin for my city ya ya

steady steady reppin for my city ya ya

Yaga, I'm from the city of broken dreams

so we get it eyes on open from the Asia team

hard to imagine where I'm from has a million fans

the dynamic of cities breathing a hundred kings

the true measure of this man is not measured than metric

guess that's or who I had sex with

I'm six foot foe, with no entrance and free throw

welcome to my city

they still glass and people

my city alive better than that international

let me tell you it's better than that

this for the kids from the ghetto

who never settle in other..we take the earth hello

I'm tryin to be better fellow, heading to the medal rebel

living on a higher level life, trouble, this trouble..

for this struggle..tryin to make my money double far,

make it out the holla break

[2 x Hook:]

Y'all, the media is say when a thing is going wrong it can't be our city

..365 ..he just don't talk about it

from Jane strip to cran charts, one love

from T dot to Nigeria we the same blood,

anywhere on the planet you look like me

they may patch it down the accent to produce ID

without the criminals we wouldn't really need police

so it's understandable why we do not get no piece

you're every cop and a threat and every brother aint' dealing

you're every rapper ain't lying but most say what's appealing

I got a stick to a code ..people who died

every soldier who fought so now I'm in civil rights

if every day is my Christmas and every night is like EVE

every day I'ma celebrate yeah I was good to be me

[2 x Hook:]

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