: Verse: It?s a beautiful day Here on the in- and There on the outside Let me take you away So we can breathe fresh air Out there along the landside ?
friendly fire let the devil in me Every minute feels like infiniti Time I trapped in it like enemy fire in the city of hope surrounded by dead energy,
you read my mind? Can you read my mind? The teenage queen, the loaded gun; The drop dead dream, the Chosen One A southern drawl, a world unseen; A city wall and a
In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum Jacob wrestled the angel And the angel was overcome You plant a demon seed You raise a flower of fire See
like a whisper and less like a wolf these ghosttown streets they're connecting the dots time to listen in the clouds fight like bulls, trapped in a
can't fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life A good, good life Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh A good good life Oh,
strike, daily mic fights, shoot out the street lights [Method Man] Sight beyond sight, late night, city light Tight like a virgin, mergin with my A-Alikes
: We're scanning the scene in the city tonight We're looking for you to start up a fight There's an evil feeling in our brains But it's nothing new
me I'm a legend in my own time A prophet in my own rhymes A king wit' a concubine [Chorus] Niggaz like you, a dime a dozen They come and go So why I
let me set the battlements on fire This prison has now become your home A sentence you seem prepared to pay It took a day to build the city We walked
that be makin the fires start Your fools with the thugs that be makin the guns spark Why can't we all just get along? LAPD, riots, beating Streets on fire
as a dyslexd letter, jet setter - etcetera! [gunshot] Catch you boy on planet COB, Go fuck yourself give your hand a job! Like Nikel 9's brother - the
ah...ah... In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum Jacob wrestled the angel And the angel was overcome You plant a demon seed You raise a flower of fire
't no paradise The nightmare's on it's way Insanity appears- in their eyes Streets on fire- ready or not Will the goodtimes return- no way! Streets on fire
through fire Watch the flames start multiplyin whoo! yeah Alter a nigga nina talk to a nigga Take a chunk outcha body like a shark bit a nigga I'm awkward
All my niggaz in the huddle, on the count of three we gonna bumrush The Tunnel, with a pound of weed Cut the light on, you see it's Brick City in here
get out Drive my car way downtown Keep on calling, but you're never around See my friends out tonight Under these city lights In the club 'til someone starts a fight
say, oh, got this feeling that you can't fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life, a good, good life Oh, a good, good