The City

[Unknown conversation which carries over from the last track]

That's Black? What up, God?

A-yo, shorty got beef with that nigga? Word?

{*blam, blam blam*} Oh, shit!!! Yo!

Hold the fuck up!

[Intro: Inspectah Deck]

A-yo, yo, like eight niggas down (Just enough)

Fuckin' around with my sound (For the cit-ayyyy)

It's a cold world

Yo, bring backup (Cit-ayyyy)

Fuckin' with me and mine

Murderous, check it

[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]

Yo! The world is shifty, we livin' just enough for the city

The rough witty Killa Bee sting just like the jiggy

My Family Stone, foes attempt to gradually clone

Labelled MIA and I send the casualties home

In closed coffins, Wu stormin' like the light brigade

Ride the wave like Frankie Avalon

Inside the cyber age, crime pays

The law's long arm be tryna strong arm

Walkin' time-bombs that thrive on firearms

The charm smoker, I hit the dread with a poster

We told 'em to show him love and exposed the black toaster

Composer was shook, I took your bad looks for joke

Get your back broke, deep throat this Murder, I Wrote

The antidote be seekin' like a buried treasure

By every measure, lethally inject your whole sector

Wanted Dead or Alive, Rebel I escapes

Across the desert sand, leavin' no footprints to trace

Keep a war face, your place conceal the baby knives

On the North breaks, I still shine in shady times

[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]

Yo, yo, we livin' just enough (Livin' just enough)

Just enough (For the cit-ayyyy)

Just enough for the cit-ayyyy

[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]

Yo, in the jungle, I make moves like Iron Monkey

Plots to bump me off, G-O-V-T on the hunt for me

We stay hungry for money, drugs and guns

Ones who fake get caught in the crossfire for crumbs

Know the science be my guidance

The facts tell, gats sell like sex and violence

And break the project's silence

A vision, distance way beyond four corners

Escape this mental prison before we're all goners

Now embrace the world before the World War explosive bomber

Visionary soldier karma — my code of honor

Mind still scarred from the drama

Trauma sent to victim, witness them run, scream in horror

Military chopper come gun down the slum

The outcome — do or die, son! It's bound to come

Mentally aware, I see truth within the square

The future's here, catch me on computer software

Warfare's inevitable, Rebel I hold several government official

Issue .38 specials, that step through

Like Nat Turner, create a spectacle

I may die in the scuffle, but I'm takin' forty devils

[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]

We livin' just enough

Just enough

Just enough

For the cit-ayyyy

For the cit-ayyyy

[Outro: Inspectah Deck]

Killa Beez, stingin' MC's

Yeah, Wu