City Lights

(I walk in the streets and I ask him
Asked him a question is this a war going on out here
What you see out here is just one of the fires now blazing
Now raging across the city we got here first
So ten minutes before the fire crews arrived
and they obviously got a lot On their hands)

I'd like to do this porn for y'all tonight
It's called city lights

I wrote it on a rainy day

Look how pretty the city lights are
Burn baby burn burn
Burn hope
Look how pretty the city lights are
Burn baby burn burn

Burn hope
Look how pretty the city lights are

If I like this news rate
We can watch the flames dance under the moon light
As the smoke swirls and twirls like the Tatcha
The building disappears like Walla
You see we had a community leader
But the government killed him
When they found him they killed him in front of his woman and children
They ain't hide shit is was nothing to shield 'em
Just publicly filled 'em with a slug to the grilled 'em
Humble till they swum the stilling
That's why we at this government building
Throwing Molotov's at it for our brother
Burning before another holocaust happened
When my nigga fell I see all of y'all clapping
Now its your turn to hit the trail give 'em a trip to hell
I'ma send all of y'all packing and wish 'em well
A lunatic like a disease driver giving you a lift I'm Uber sick
I'm sick in the mind cuz I'm sick of being treating like
My skin is a crime now the enemies mine yeah
I went from NSA to the military kind
Cuz they killing us over a nickel and dime

Killing us 15 sin at time
Pyromaniacs you made us
Now that corn house is blood is getting blazed up

Look how pretty the city lights are
Burn baby burn burn
Burn hope

Look how pretty the city lights are
Burn baby burn burn
Burn hope
Look how pretty the city lights are

They calling me and arsonist
But when I strike 'em at your draws a flame I'm on my artist shit
Where were you when we was drinking water full of arsenic
From your pipe line causing a life time of retarded kids
Up in your big house chilling without a doubt
When my homie was on the street blood spilling up out his mouth
Robocop standing over him with a smoking gun
Poking fun at the hole in his lung
That's why we sticking you cowards out of our hood
Out of our sight comedy out of our pain mockery's out of our strife
My life my life I just want to survive in this crazy world

Bullets want to stop me from reading stories to my baby girls
So it's bandanas over the face as I firebomb the priesting
So much smoke you damn made me hurl
Then I stumbled outside so I could enjoy the fireworks
Fuck the empire we riders

Look how pretty the city lights are
Burn baby burn burn
Burn hope
Look how pretty the city lights are
Burn baby burn burn
Burn hope