文本歌词

Leave the angels in the city
Leave the angels in the city
Tell them muthaf-ckas I'm forever paid
California king wrestle gators in the Everglades
Drive up out that muthaf-ckin swamp in the Escalade
So before you put that Red rag
In your pocket I wanna see your f-ckin resume
Started off on Ground Zero then I start to levitate
Rip rappers a new asshole: I never hesitate
Dre Beats on smoking that chronic just to meditate
I'm a give em hurricanes until another Levee break
You niggas is featherweight
I'm Aftermath's heavyweight
Now Dre's weapon of mass destruction
Is 'bout to detonate
When a ni**a wack found me sh*t
I was selling weight
Now a ni**a's selling millions
Now it's time to celebrate
Performing in front of millions ni**a every race
64 in the'64 now watch the Chevy scrape
4th album no 5 mics Then let 'em hate
But I'm not stopping
'Til I'm the f-cking king in every state
Recognize my life ridicule my fight
Give me fuel for the fire burning
When I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs
My fingertips start to write
Get familiar Cartwrightwith
Cause I wrote that shot
I'm a raging bull when the needle drops
For the record I'mm wreck it
Even if my record don't pop
I'mma tie your knot on a Downtown building
Let it tow behind me
Tell' em they can find me
In with the dark the ghetto children look at my heart
Ni**a f-ck your feelings this is me
I'm sick of muthaf-ckers talking about 'the West died”
Can't you hear my heart beating
That's the motherf-ckin West side
You test me you test God
I'm his son insane songs you come at me
Then I can split you with this Tommy gun
You won't have no time to run
I'm from the Compton slums
And that's how the West ride
I'm from the city where 2 of the best died
Rest in peace to both of 'em
Spit like I'm the ghost of 'em
Damn I said I spit like I'm the ghost of 'em
Name your top 10
I'm harder than the most of 'em
Matter of fact shorten your list ni**a top 5
Game Biggie Hov prolly Pac Nas
No particular ord'r
Bet a mil that I slaughter serve niggas
Give a f-ck what you ordered
How dare you niggas pop fly
When I'm the ni**a sold 5 mil out the gate
And numbers do not lie
Recognize my life ridicule my fight
Give me fuel for the fire burning
When I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs
My fingertips start to write
Get familiar with Cartwright
Cause I wrote that shot
I'm a raging bull when the needle drops
For the record I'mm wreck it
Even if my record don't pop
I'mma tie your knot on a Downtown building
Let it tow behind me
Tell'em they can find me in the dark
With the look ghetto at children my heart
Ni**a f-ck your feelings this is me
I gave you the Documentary sh*t was a classic
Gave you Doctor's Advocate
You ripped it out the package
Came with LAX since critics said it was average
I was stressed the f-ck out
Torn between Aftermath and
Geffen Interscope now I got you in the scope
Spill the red ink on the paper
It's like my pen is broke
And this is what you all been waiting for
I'm the lost angel knocking on Satan's door
What the f-ck y'all take me for
I love you cause you hate me more
I'm Kobe on the Lakers floor
Except I give you 84
Shake you like Haiti's floor walk up on you
Like 'what's going on baby boy
Shots in that Mercedes door
Either I'm crazy or the black Slim Shady or
Could that be the reason
That Baby said he would pay me more
But I still owe Jimmy one more album
The best the West has ever seen
No disrespect to Calvin
Recognize my life ridicule my fight
Give me fuel for the fire burning
When I yearn these lights
In the midst of the hieroglyphs
My fingertips start to write
Get familiar with Cartwright
Cause I wrote that shot
I'm a raging bull when the needle drops
For the record I'mm wreck it
Even if my record don't pop
I'mma tie your knot on a Downtown building
Let it tow behind me
Tell'em they can find me in the dark
With the ghetto children look at my heart
Ni**a f-ck your feelings this is me
Kendrick And I wear pendant on my shoulder soldier
Like a lieutenant
And the coupe tinted got pulled over
Johnny always lock a ni**a down
Knowing damn well we don't wanna see
The box Manny like Pacquiao
Little ni**a Mayweather size
Ride like Pac in his prime
Thug life is now on radar
Til the federal come through and raid ours
Reminiscing when the LA Raiders
Was in my home
Snapback fitted on my uncle's dome
And I don't condone dickriding
I'm addicted to Westsiding
Living in a city where the skinny niggas die
And the semi bullets but fly
It turn me to a lion
Trying and I mean that sh*t
Game came through
Put the city on his back
I was in the city with a ni**a
Had seen that sh*t
'Compton ni**a a gotta scream that sh*t
Never went commercial
Never T V screened that sh*t
Can't block or screen that sh*t
Now everybody sing that sh*t
Red is a very emotionally intense colour
It enhances Human metabolism
Increases respiration rate and raises blood pressure
It has a very high visibility
It is why stop signs stop lights
And fire equipments are usually painted red
It also represents one third of
California's gang population
Needless to say
Please dress accordingly while visiting
The Los Angeles area
Also tuck your jewellry
And keep your hands inside your vehicle
Thank You
The City (Feat Kendrick Lamar) - The Game