歌詞
Crash city kids, crash crash city kids
Fire fight, light ya night how they flip the switch
Crash city kids, crash crash city kids
Dog fight, bark and bite, dealing with some pits
Devils spin the block like Tasmanian
Daft Punk helmet made of titanium
Or they might crash out on your cranium
Dissed him in a song how there was no savin' him
Now your radio active like uranium
Y'all know the box they placed us in
Y'all know the light they paint us in
As they commit the deadly sins
Your insight and clear vision
Is shortlivin
As you quick scope for a killin
Combating feelins
God forgive them
Good kid, Mad City really was my life
Couldn't hide, I had to fight
Been through dark times all through the night
I was alright, I stole some bikes
But let that slide cuz that was light
I witnessed heists
Seen folks do the worst wrongs if the price is right
These kings tote guns, ya tongue as a sword might get you sliced
I mean someone really got shot over shootin' dice
When I was 13 surrounded by dope fiends and gangs
When I was holding on to hoping for some change
Know I remained the same
Imagine being in an asylum knowing you're sane
That'll just drain ya brain
But I'm never ashamed bout what I overcame
If they aim he slain
Paint 'em on a t-shirt ain't the only stain
Seems to rain pain
There's a drought of love in our terrain
Devils spin the block like Tasmanian
Daft Punk helmet made of titanium
Or they might crash out on your cranium
Dissed him in a song how there was no savin' him
Now your radio active like uranium
Y'all know the box they placed us in
Y'all know the light they paint us in
As they commit the deadly sins
Your insight and clear vision
Is shortlivin
As you quick scope for a killin
Combating feelins
God forgive them
Crashout city, don't know who with me, it gets tricky
Situations might get iffy and get sticky
Misunderstood, nobody gets me
I wonder when I'm gone, will they miss me
Crash city kids, crash crash city kids
Fire fight, light ya night how they flip the switch
Crash city kids, crash crash city kids
Dog fight, bark and bite, dealing with some pits
Devils spin the block like Tasmanian
Daft Punk helmet made of titanium
Or they might crash out on your cranium
Dissed him in a song how there was no savin' him
Now your radio active like
Written by: Joshua Hines