Songtexte:
The Filthy Youth City Stop

I'll try to hold on I'll try to hold on I'll try to I don't know In the city I am I fly a way to the city We break in the city And then somewhere in

I'll try to hold on I'll try to hold on I'll try to I don't know In the city I am I fly a way to the city We break in the city And then somewhere in

ya hood Give me a fifth that'll bang and a jury that'll hang Pants saggin' in that Bentley wagon Ayo that's my nigga Yacht if the mink is saggin' Since a youth

turn When the people learn the truth about the system, the cities will burn And I stand firm, like chaka zulu, these crackers can't stop you Who you? [

] Uh [Shyne] Lets get it clear (Uh huh) Brooklyn Vietnam (That's right) [Foxy Brown] Yo yo... Live from the seven-one-eight y'all; Murder City [Shyne]