Luyện nghe bài hát City High

[Intro: Deck (sample)]
(Everybody on the grind, son) 8 million stories in the naked
(Everybody trying to eat) (It's always gonna be a struggle, in hustle)
This is one (Trying to bubble, trying to live this) Realize..

Deck]
We dance the wolves, wrestle with the pitbulls
For of dollars and cents, we empty pistols
Plotting out elaborate scams to get our hands on
of land or maybe, thoughts of plans and they be
Forcing my hand to make me, off man
I never killer, I came iller stayed realer
Our chance grows, the globe, fans applauded
But my heart still roaming the streets, still calling
Boat names with dreams screaming "I own the game!"
I'm so Novacaine doesn't slow the pain
Lost so many I don't fear death, no left
Numbers of my years left, to be here left
When they "At fifteen he'll be already dead"
I'm heavy head steady sipping Rmy Red
Wild fellow trying to keep my settled
Child of the ghetto, survived nines echo

Inspectah Deck]
I'm just a guy living fly getting high
Live it till I die by, whipping by
Stand solidified big times to different
Here's your ticket right, follow if you my vibe... (My vibe)

[Inspectah
Yo, we up, ten in the lab, weapons to blast
One with the city, fight for of land

Can't sleep till the check's in my
It's still a hustle, bare knuckle grind knee inside the struggle
I give a fuck about much but my beloved and such
nobody to trust but us
It's New York life, walk like what you like
Or you mi