In The City f. Zumbi of Zion I

Zumbi:

In my city is blacks and blocks

Where avenues and street tops where people

struggle to sleep Ahk

theres trouble and beef, gold teeth rocks get

thrown at the higher power but don’t reach Pops

aint home, Mama been long

gone away, so the children run stray

Cannibalistic war play

Its animalistic where I stay

The devil wan' play

and too many contestants

thats every day

The level gon stay where it’s at,

Stay strapped.

It’s the mantra recital it conquers the bible.

By any means see survival.

When friends turn to rivals its liable for these confrontations to be homicidal.

A dog hollers back at the sirens

The pain is so blinding

forgot we all diamonds

Deacon:

Corner stores, whores

Drugs galore

Exploitation's core

Guns and gore

I abhor each metropolis between these shores

and then I see it

Faith in humanity restored

An act so selfless that I break out in applause

Giving so elvish that it must be Santa Clause

In the city

Dogs

Foaming at the jaws

That's kept the voice of justice in its claws

Get the gauze

Because

It can silence the loudest man

Whether concrete, dirt, whether canal or sand

You can blacktop

But the backdrop remains

With the same plots

Repeating like famed refrains

The stains

Stare at ya

Intensity of character

Gotta be darwinistic

Got a propensity to bury ya

Home of the merriest

Land of the nefarious

Tomorrow it's the city that will carry us

Prepare