Luyện nghe bài hát City High

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

[Inspectah
We dance with the wolves, wrestle with the
For of dollars and cents, we empty pistols
Plotting out elaborate to get our hands on some
Lofts of 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, traveled the globe, applauded
But my still roaming the streets, they still calling
names with cocaine dreams screaming "I own the game!"
I'm so stained Novacaine doesn't the pain
Lost so I don't fear death, no tears left
Numbers of my years left, blessed to be here
When they said "At he'll be already dead"
I'm here heavy head steady Rmy Red
Wild fellow trying to my mind settled
Child of the ghetto, survived nines echo

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

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

Can't sleep till the in my hand
It's a hustle, bare knuckle grind knee deep inside the struggle
I don't give a fuck much but my beloved and such
'Cause to trust but us
It's New York life, walk like what you talk
Or you mi