[Verse 1: Psyonik]
Look at my city
Ruggedly beautiful and pretty

And at times shes intelligent and witty
Its a pity
Cuz she gotta a darker side

She got me gassed up and I dont wanna spark the fire
So I keep the flame wet like a Sillhou-
And inside a ^!$$% weep like Willow

Shes a thriller on the whole
But a killer to the soul
Matter fact

I think she gotta weapon in her sole!
When she step a ^!$$% know
I could see the blade runnin

Whisper to her spirit just so I could save somethin
Lookin like a angel but she committin hella sins
Fatal with them tendencies perfect with that elegance

Look into her eyes all I see is despair
But I still see the evidence somethings there
She just needs to overcome it

Climb to the summit
When she make it to the top
Shell be proud that she done it

Like a hundred - hanging by three digits
Whip it like its licrice her kisses is delicious
So I cant ever sever this city she's the mistress

Im tryna mend her soul where is Heavens seamstresses
Before you ever look or just find something to say
Shell hit you with that beautiful decay.


[Verse 2: Isaiah G]
Look at my city she engaged with my blues

She got involved with a bunch of unsavory crews
I see her daily on news and I'm staying confused
I hope she win the game of life but then she play and she lose

And then she putting drugs in her body constantly
Is it because her education was a mockery
She won the lottery and blew it all in a week

And she resumes violence in the summer following peace
I guess she follow the piece cuz she the queen yall dyin
She bought elections for Blagojevich and George Ryan

Lying to the neighborhood cuz you know her paper hood
Running over bulls since 91 like a laker would
She think she magic really just a crack addict

And !@!@&& circulating got the children percolating
Exposed herself imposed her wealth
Walking around with big diamonds like she posed for stealth

She bout to close her health if its any left anyway
Im praying for redemption I will take a step anyday
In the midst of it she exuberant

Maneuvering around the lessons of crack and weed that she tutoring
She lost her majesty her initial sweetness gave me cavities
This is really a tragedy

But this is just another day in the week
I ate her soul and got the beautiful decay in my teeth