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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,311
Peak in subgenre #109
Author
C3
Rights
2005
Uploaded
June 08, 2005
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
a metro dedication
the first and last song magnetized by the Phantastic Phactory
Lyrics
trip be at where the sign says: Jesus is, the way the truth, the life
On this building with its tenants live in strife... check it:
Miss_ery be this poor man's wife
Nagging hungry days, Intoxicated nights
Dude asked me for change and my heart froze to ice
Nerve to call myself god, when I never got rice-
For whose own image made creation
But look who's seeking out salvation
Beading out prayers, stopping at every station
But means is low, so they act in desperation
And cats walking cool, catch heat on interceptions
At intersections, only the strong survive, (dats) natural selection
Now, don’t get it wrong, some steal cuz they cant starve for long
And chong, can’t front like you're strong
Cuz ock you might walk across the King-Kong’s
And those gorillaz? is mad killers
The type to pull triggers as quick as stones, papers, scissors
Six o'clock news delivers, you can't miss this
That’s the realness, no off the reel ish
The feel is, hot and humid, top to bottom side to side polluted
Metro-nam included, Quez city can prove it.
And we'd be burning mad petrol while cruising the metro
It's so hard to hold on to but I'm tempted to let go
Neon light shows illuminating your clothes
Unidentified foes, those scheming for your ghost
..Then time froze..
(The) city blues' upon us
Feeling like saxophone notes blowing music for the dramas,
Karma's, chameleons, and Madonna's,
Train bombers and professional style criminals
Static from addicts dealing drugs to juveniles
It's wild in the urban, concerning souls burning
Taking bourbon forgetting what to determine for the moment
The feelin' is confusing! mixed matched with illusion
Contusing your mind with confusing solutions
Plus, the pressure's enormous (with) hidden demons among us
Stabbing your back, front, and sides with lies (dats) anomalous
This is the metropolis! Don’t let it slip your knot
The melting pot is hot, simmering with schemes
And flammable dreams be blazing the scene
So get a ticket, take the train, make yourself see and go against the grain
Cuz some gotta go crazy *i mean loco en el coco* to get back to sane, man.
Now down come the sun and kisses the horizon, Magdalena's arriving
Looking for the right Christ with that right price to claim her prize
She used to be nice, child-like and innocent
But tragedies happen, ain't her fault she's selling it
Immune to the burns of 3-6-5 turns
That’s what she's learned and that’s how she earns
Labeled a sinner, the highest bidder gets with her
And from the corner she withers, (it's) sad no one will miss her
Another down town victim, the sound now, sickening
Like police alarms, lights, and rights broken
There's plenty dialects to check which truth is spoken
Cuz lies getchu choking, So I'm holding, my lady sweet like molasses
While some get hot rashes, from-
Down the corner where cheap love goes for sale
Evening queens exposing skins and males consuming ale
So who told the tale we was headed for hell?
Wake the mayor, we is already there
You thinking filthy thoughts cuz you breathing dirty air
Near the night-time, mind the scene and check the skyline
Hues of black and orange, picture METRO-NAM rhyme...
