The lights go down we try to hide
those pill that eat you up in side
ink runs right through my veins

it's toxic in the city

another day goes lookin for victims

i think i'm leavin
i'm takin my ego man i'm driftin
believe me

i've had my share of downs
ups seem to take a detour around
opportunity makes no sound

last week i had two dimes rubbin together
this week one needs a sweater
and the other took a step up

ain't no let up
see ain't no time like now to feel change
that's why


ink runs right through my veins


i'm the same dude you caught mid-thought sheildin the flame
from a simple society that sees you between the seams
i miss Dean and Jerome cause they'd know what i mean

i miss Dean and Jerome cause they'd know

the lights go down we try to hide

those pills that eat you up inside
ink runs right through my veins
it's toxic in the city

i'd live a photo if i could
run down abandon neighborhood
crossed out its where they all belong

it's toxic in the city

i walk into the street like i'm steppin out a plane

i see the bigger picture
lookin at the detail in the frame
i'm from a place you'd call


a broke down neighborhood


but still i wouldn't

change it if i could


young minds like mine they know it good
but we never ever seem to let the folk know who should

this look
it give a whole new meanin to cook
and left on the hook to purge

reportin from the valley on the verge of a riot
settin the back row on fire
so quiet

tryin to make that ol' man into a liar
the lights get brighter as the stash gets higher
but the creep from the bottom's like the tip-toe of a lion, feel me


the lights go down we try to hide
those pills that eat you up inside

ink runs right through my veins
it's toxic in the city
i'd live a photo if i could

run down abandon neighborhood
crossed out its where they all belong
it's toxic in the city


if you don't see it different then agree to disagree
find a core set it free

leave that law letter be
lose the grip of a tease
feel the breeze blow chill

when you're gone are your folk gonna drink 'bout him?
or does talk get overshadowed by the walkin
son don't bluff go all in

if you're stuck on up and shallow that's your callin baby
and ain't no time like the lost to find a gain
yeah, your voice is the loudest
but how many folk know your name, really


the lights go down we try to hide
those pills that eat you up inside
ink runs right through my veins
it's toxic in the city
i'd live a photo if i could

run down abandon neighborhood
crossed out its where they all belong
it's toxic in the city (ch.x2)