Its the nitty gritty city
the streets they have no pity.
Some people act %#@!ty.

Some people act sadiddy
Theres some problems in the streets
What the $#&@ is goin on

and people walkin by
like they cant hear the song. (Verse-1)
My thoughts stay in Hip Hop order

as my feet hits the streets in a city out of order.
Throw my Z's up in a moment of reflection
positive inflection,my movement calculated avoid negative direction.

The air contains infection,influenced by rejection,sad sidewalks make you pray and say God bless them.Glass gets twisted,rocks get lifted,suits walk by and they be actin like they missed it.The papers don't report it but I just can't ignore it.I dwell in the madness,don't act like I don't know it.City Graffiti is a diversion forget about the state of affairs and see the color behind the curtain.I'm certain the hurtin will end in a rebellion,status quo's a victim,society's a trellis.Fragile,too much weight we all go down.Revolutionary minds in the streets Gather Round. (Chorus)
(Chorus)
Its the nitty gritty city

the streets they have no pity.
Some people act %#@!ty.
Some people act sadiddy

Theres some problems in the streets
What the $#&@ is goin on
and people walkin by

like they cant hear the song. (2nd Verse)

Bullet shells and !@(% needles,my nikes step on concrete that take out the people.And I was born in this city I give a $#&@ about my home.If they raid one more park where the homeless posed to go.The city's the city and the peoples the people.The bank of Jesus takes your money everywhere you see a steeple.Community leaders pocket money we go hungry.Social services gets cutbacks and the D.A.'s always chummy with your,public pretender its them against us.I'll Rosa Parks the whole world and treat the city like a bus.Shake up all foundation,this is no vacation,complete irradication of all thos that be fakin.From the,city council to the white house steps and everybody in between that got power on their breath.I'm a,push your buttons with truth lined with gold cuz my words are always golden so the story gets told. (Chorus)

Its the nitty gritty city
the streets they have no pity.
Some people act %#@!ty.

Some people act sadiddy
Theres some problems in the streets
What the $#&@ is goin on

and people walkin by
like they cant hear the song. (3rd Verse)


I'm so fed up keep my head up as I stomp thru,city streets wearin red sometimes wearin blue.Now I aint with that so if I catch a slug for this bury me in black cuz neutral is how my life lived.Ain't that the truth the city changes character.You gotta stay strong in a real grimy area.There ain't no pity in the nitty gritty city only the strong survive and most of them are still feelin %#@!ty.Drug money pays the rent to these crooked landlords they buy tickets to the bahamas while your heat don't work no more and furthermore its deplorable living conditions horrible,roaches and rats now that ain't livin comfortable.City life and I ain't even touch on everything,how you run the city homeless sleeping by a storm drain.I gas on those MPH like a Fusion.Rap beefs ain't my problem cuz i'm searching out solutions.

(Chorus)

Its the nitty gritty city
the streets they have no pity.
Some people act %#@!ty.

Some people act sadiddy
Theres some problems in the streets
What the $#&@ is goin on

and people walkin by
like they cant hear the song.