Words all fuego, let's start simple ish
You wanna bar with the kid, you gonna get lost in the wreckage
And wrapped around a tree like a yellow ribbon
Just a reminder that a simple life isn't a given
Done with these cons, only messing with pros
Gotta admit I loved watching your dominion's death throes
Phantom of the club just stalking the scene
Creepin' on a come up, road to hell like Christine
Do what you want, I really don't care
Say what you will just don't stare
The soul's in the iris and you ain't prepared
It ain't a threat, just making sure we're square
There's concrete everywhere
I call this home, nothing can compare
It ain't a threat, just making sure we're square
City rhymer ain't nothing fancy about this
Tried getting flashy but something was amiss
Back stabbers try to push me off the list
Then I burnt that son of a bitch, I just couldn't resist
I got a faster grasp of that blaster chatter
Doing some shatter, getting people madder that don't really matter
But what's sadder I never told them to scatter
They just disappear like the sound when you stop the platter
Flip the switch on the overdrive and make the distortion comply