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letra de jaguar - cities aviv

[intro]

this that sh-t you ride in a he-rs- to
surf
that

[hook]
???
came up through the years like a weed from a crack in the street
180 degrees, with smoke rising from the skyline
we the motherf-ckers throwing stones from the highrise
surf
got a forty in my right hand
an l in the left and some kush on the nightstand
see the smoke steady rising from the skyline
we the motherf-ckers throwing stones from the highrise

[verse 1]
if you don’t know by now, you betta get familiar
i do this sh-t for all my peoples, and my la familia
step on the scene like i could give a f-ck really
p-ss me the dutch and watch me hit the blunt silly
’till i’m gone
will they reminisce like i’m pete rock
of the days stepping out with kangols and tube socks
chalk line jackets, snap back starter sh-t
family matters and welcome back ???
on my ???
visions of the world from an early age
pinning down cyphers on my grade school study page
when the only thing it promises is an early grave
with ya n-ggas hopping over fences at the pearly gates
but you keep climbing, f-ck what the future holds
at the end of the line n0body really knows
if i dont make it out of the city of pain
i’mma flip it upside down and be the link in the chain

[hook]
???
came up through the years like a weed from a crack in the street
180 degrees, with smoke rising from the skyline
we the motherf-ckers throwing stones from the highrise
peace
got a forty in my right hand
an l in the left and some kush on the nightstand
see the smoke steady rising from the skyline
we the motherf-ckers throwing stones from the highrise

[verse 2]
they shouldn’t have let us in the back door
young black charlie sheens geeking off of telenor
n-ggas say i dress white, flow must be cocaine
my main girl is chinese, my ex girl has no name
well
i guess i’ll scratch em off the list
as a youngin jerking off i could never picture this
and i be hopping on the stage with a noggin full of rage
making noise, critics diddy boppin in the cage
i watch n-ggas crumble
‘cuz you and i will never see eye to eye
or even burn trees in the same jungle
zero raw like its crack from a dusty impala
to these white b-tches and they favorite band’s mr. bungle
??? put my money in the satchel
and gasface them n-ggas rockin diamonds on they belt buckles
i dont backpack, and i dont spit science
but my mind is lost, can you please find it?

- cities aviv

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