In The City f. Zumbi of Zion I
Zumbi:
In my city is blacks and blocks
Where avenues and street tops where people
struggle to sleep Ahk
theres trouble and beef, gold teeth rocks get
thrown at the higher power but don't reach Pops
aint home, Mama been long
gone away, so the children run stray
Cannibalistic war play
Its animalistic where I stay
The devil wan' play
and too many contestants
thats every day
The level gon stay where it's at,
Stay strapped.
It's the mantra recital it conquers the bible.
By any means see survival.
When friends turn to rivals its liable for these confrontations to be homicidal.
A dog hollers back at the sirens
The pain is so blinding
forgot we all diamonds
Deacon:
Corner stores, whores
Drugs galore
Exploitation's core
Guns and gore
I abhor each metropolis between these shores
and then I see it
Faith in humanity restored
An act so selfless that I break out in applause
Giving so elvish that it must be Santa Clause
In the city
Dogs
Foaming at the jaws
That's kept the voice of justice in its claws
Get the gauze
Because
It can silence the loudest man
Whether concrete, dirt, whether canal or sand
You can blacktop
But the backdrop remains
With the same plots
Repeating like famed refrains
The stains
Stare at ya
Intensity of character
Gotta be darwinistic
Got a propensity to bury ya
Home of the merriest
Land of the nefarious
Tomorrow it's the city that will carry us
Prepare