come from the sick side of town But some of us stay underground in the unfound lost cities I need your help to gain control of the lost city Fight to
Preklad: Psycho Realm. Stratené mestá.
Real big wheel when a gun is in his hands Just did a stick-up, just got picked up One dead punk, killed by the man New York New York big city of dreams
who was wit it Never die, my motto, fatigue my sheet Big wise that's my nigga, psycho ward is my clique Affiliated with cash, got my foot on the gas Tailgatin real
paths all lost And bring la p.d holocaust Anybody gets rocked the truth First your ass gets rocked and then shot We see through the plot City street
lost And get caught up in a world of chaos Survive or defeat concrete jungle Ex-out the weak order out of wild streets We roam the streets all lost
get to hide, o.d. on drug hits, Dying in your sleep, that's the shit But lives get took violently On the streets of a lost city Chorus: [duke & (jacken
Crazy ass psycho city blocks street ghetto red hot Dangerous slums woods lost 'hoods burnt spots we live in Killing fields death fills Concrete jungles
tasteless raw footage See through the scope of a missionary Acting out predictions of the visionary hook: Carry out the plans we command, hits Targets ceaase to exist Lost
Mmmm, I'm back for the payback, black Ready to attack, so to your jaw I start to mack Its the mutherfucking Compton psycho So suckers who be sounding
turns real in a street assault Soldiers dying in the killing fields This a rap song, that street gang banging shit is really real Don?t get it confused, the city
, knock like who is it? Real horse stopped here to pay you a visit Putting that bitch all in your... and this ain't bitch gotta give me a kidney Psycho
Crazy ass Psycho City blocks street ghetto red hot Dangerous slums woods lost ?hoods burnt spots we live in Killing fields death fills Concrete jungles
(feat. B-Real) [B-Real] You better dig deep and find soul 'Cause you're lost, need guidance, which way to go People are despicable, unpredictable spirits
