Boldy James, Guilty Simpson, Small Professor, Statik Selektah - I’m The City lyrics

I used to dream about it
Then I woke up went and got it
My warm heart rotted
Gotta get something' for my pockets
And I dare a mother fucker try and stop it
I'm petty boy
Steppin' on my toes, we'll forever war
Until it's agreed, we settled score
For better or, for best fam
I won't accept less than
The corner got me in a press jam
They wanna hold a ring like the best man
But still I'm the king of the best land
Overseein', rollin' green overseas in
The snowy season
You don't believe go and see
I'm the only reason
Some go and see 'em screaming'
In the front row, all gung ho
Far stretch from the slums tho my
City is a gun show (blaw)
So what should I do, besides strap up two?
In the window of the birds eye view
Like a falcon, nah
More like Malcom with the same outcome
Fate is something that we can't outrun
So I'm holding' my ground
Till your soldiers get down
But they better come correct
Cause I'm holding' some rounds
I'm the city, my heart beats 'mo-to-the-town'

I'm the city walk the walk with me
I'm the city talk the talk with me
I'm the city walk the walk with me
I'm the city talk the talk with me
I'm the city talk the city with me

When I finally catch a certain rapper
I'm a punch him in his
Face till my hand breaks
Or his jaw and his cheek bones shatter
Whatever comes first, on site, no handshakes
Don't let the music, confuse it, I'm ruthless
The problem became the solution
But don't act stupid
I'm still under construction
I can still relapse and get crews hit
(bap bap bap)
Like that, the new me didn't write that
He leaves and comes right back
You riden' out, get your white snatched
Mina mina, but I lobby to bring ice back
The current level easily I'm twice that
Cause I write real life raps that's
Colder that an ice pack
Stomp a rapper till my Nike's crack
(concrete) no pity, so come get me

What's a King to a God, but a dream to a nod
I'm the real thing, yo you a facade
I used to run a peal ring
Fuckin' with the mob
In front of my buildin, tuckin' in my charm
Cause it drew to much attention
Not because of gettin' robbed
But with the intention of
Kings pushin' my Pawns
This is Chess not Checkers
So make your next move your best one
Or catch your last breath trying catch it
Catchin' up to God quick, with the quickness
So don't get no bright ideas nigga
Cause we hit them (lights out)
You fuckin' dimwit, imbecile, nincompoop
Past nimbwit
I got a very short wit, and a long stick
Get flipped
And little do they know, we don't miss shit
Shit, might catch your body
Ain't nobody exempt
Anybody can get it (anybody)
You take somethin' from me and
Lay your hand on me, you get hit
When I'm looking through the
Scope from a distance (long range)
Home of the Pistons (Detroit)
Only nigga goin' the distance
While these niggas pussies in black
Pantyhose and some fish nets, it's concrete
I'm the city walk the walk with me
I'm the city talk the talk with me
I'm the city walk the walk with me
I'm the city talk the talk with me
I'm the city talk the city with me

In the conditions of the city i'm the city