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(Verse)

City lights, let's go back back in the day

Back back in the car

Back when backpackin' was bomb

Cause backpackin' menus was in rap battles

Or back in the class, baggin' a black dragon fo' sures

Let's go back to the back-alley, the crack alley

Black Caddies ride up the floor

Trap trappin' it hard, then woop woop

They all scatter like frogs for the white and black wagon

No, that's the man that they love

Fear bein' hassled and thrown back in the squad

Oh, they make it hard cause you a black mackin' in charge

River Side to Rain Park, they had a war

If you lift the mask you can get shot shackled and scared

Don't speak, cause Brenny wasn't involved

He waver over Dennis, so he examine it all

Got Locs and his family so unhappily poor

They were in no pants, two duffle bags, no Santa Claus

Michelle come back with a bag fat a bazaar

I ain't even mad cause he did that while you back starvin'

Thinkin' back at my grandma, pantry ass shit

Now we eatin' lamas straight out the bag with the candy call(?)

Back to the day my cousin was slang

Taught me everything, then he went white back with the Lord

Cause he get two in his chest, three the back of his skull

Not a single witness when them bitch ass niggas ran off

Wish I could travel back to the scenes

Now in a physical, but in supernatural form

While 'em bullets travel, I step in front of the path

I have seconds then put the cannon back in his palm

Maybe he could have changed the outcome

(How come?)

I'm sick of sayn how come

(How come?)

Askin' Anisie like where the Keith at?

Knowin' damn well he'll neva give me no feedback

Keep it movin' like remax

Give ya RIP and they all repeat it like rematch

Pray to God I never be that

Believe that

Welcome to Suicide City

Home of the goons an the goblins

Color coded mobsters

Loud marijuana

Babies on the corner who they neva know they father

So you got a problem you ain't from that spotless

(Hook)

Welcome to Suicide City

The place, we go thru it

Tryna climb out the bottom

But most of us don't do it

And If you do find yo way

You pray that you won't lose it

In the fast life, this could be yo last day

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