A Tale of 2 Citiez (Clean Version)

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Since a youngin′ always dreamed of gettin’ rich
Look at me, my *****
Fantasize about a white picket fence
With some trees, my *****
Used to want a pathfinder with some tints
That′s all I need, my *****
Throw some 20’s on that ***** and get it rinsed
But now I see, my *****
That the world’s a lot bigger ever since
Picked up the paper
And they say my ***** Eddie caught a body, I′m convinced
Anybody is a killer, all you gotta do is push ′em to the limps
**** being timid in the Civic
Politicin’ with the pushers and the pimps
I′m tryna write a story, can I get a glimpse?
Yeah, can I get a glimpse?

Last night I had a bad dream (Bad dream, bad dream)
That I was trapped in this city
Then I asked is that really such a bad thing? (Bad thing, bad thing)
They robbin’ ****** on the daily
Can you blame a ***** that ain′t never had things?
(What’s the value of a thing?)
Guess not, last night they pulled up on my ***** at the light like
Uh, nice watch, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air
Hands in the air now, hands in the air

Small town ***** Hollywood dreams
I know that everything that glitters ain′t gold
I know that **** ain’t always good as it seems
But tell me till you get it how could you know?
How could you know? (How could you know? How could you know?)
(How could you know? How could you know?)
(How could you know?) How could you know? (How could you know?)
(How could you know? How could you know?)
(How could you know? How could you know?)

Listen up I’m about to go and get rich
**** with me my *****
We gon′ circle around the Ville and hit a lick
Cop some tree my *****
And some powder, bag it up and make it flip
You gon′ see my *****
One day we gon’ graduate and cop a brick
And that′s the key my *****
Listen up I’m bout to go and get rich
Stand back and watch if you want to *****
Me I want my pockets fat, a badder *****
Tired of seein′ ****** flaunt, I wanna flaunt too *****
Watch some rollers in the ******’ Crown Vic
Tryna lock a ***** up, that′s what they won’t do *****
Wanna know a funny thing about this ****?
Even if you let em’ kill your dream it′ll haunt you *****, haunt you

Last night I had a bad dream (Bad dream, bad dream)
That I was trapped in this city
Then I asked is that really such a bad thing? (Bad thing, bad thing)
I look around like do you wanna be another *****
That ain′t never had things?
(What’s the value of a thing?)
Guess not, last night we pulled up on a ***** at the light like
(You know what the **** it is *****, run that **** right now) Uh, nice watch, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air
Hands in the air now, hands in the air

Father forgive me for my childish ways
I look outside and all the clouds are gray
I need your hands to take me, miles away
Your wish is my command, my command, my command, but
Before you go I′ve got to, warn you now
Whatever goes up surely, must come down
You get your piece but no peace, won’t be found
So why just take me man, take me man, take me man
Your wish is my command, my command, my command