City High

[Intro: Inspectah Deck (sample)](Everybody on the grind, son) 8 million stories in the naked city(Everybody trying to eat) (Its always gonna be a struggle, in this hustle)
This is just one ( Trying to bubble, trying to live this)
Realize..[Inspectah Deck]
We dance with the wolves, wrestle with the pitbulls
For fistfuls of dollars and cents, we empty pistols
Plotting out elaborate scams to get our hands on some
Lofts of land or maybe, thoughts of plans and they be
Forcing my hand to make me, off this man
I never claimed killer,
I came iller stayed realer
Our chance grows, traveled the globe, fans applauded
But my heart still roaming the streets, they still calling
Boat names with ******* dreams screaming 'I own the game! '
Im so stained
Novacaine doesnt slow the pain
Lost so many
I dont fear death, no tears left
Numbers of my years left, blessed to be here left
When they said 'At fifteen hell be already dead'
Im here heavy head steady sipping
Rmy RedWild fellow trying to keep my mind settled
Child of the ghetto, survived where nines echo[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
Im just a city guy living fly getting high
Live it till
I die getting by, whipping by
Stand solidified big times to different sides
Heres your ticket right, follow if you feel my vibe... (My vibe)[Inspectah Deck]
Yo, we caped up, ten in the lab, weapons to blast
One with the city, fight for sections of land
Cant sleep till the checks in my hand
Its still a hustle, bare knuckle grind knee deep inside the struggle
I dont give a **** about much but my beloved and such
Cause nobody to trust but us
Its New York life, walk like what you talk like
Or you mi