| 歌曲 | City High |
| 歌手 | Inspectah Deck |
| 专辑 | The Movement |
| 作词 : Hunter | |
| [Intro: Inspectah Deck (sample)](Everybody on the grind, son) 8 million stories in the naked city(Everybody trying to eat) (It's always gonna be a struggle, in this hustle) | |
| This is just one (Trying to bubble, trying to live this) | |
| Realize..[Inspectah Deck] | |
| We dance with the wolves, wrestle with the pitbulls | |
| For fistfuls of dollars and cents, we empty pistols | |
| Plotting out elaborate scams to get our hands on some | |
| Lofts of land or maybe, thoughts of plans and they be | |
| Forcing my hand to make me, off this man | |
| I never claimed killer, | |
| I came iller stayed realer | |
| Our chance grows, traveled the globe, fans applauded | |
| But my heart still roaming the streets, they still calling | |
| Boat names with ******* dreams screaming "I own the game!" | |
| I'm so stained | |
| Novacaine doesn't slow the pain | |
| Lost so many | |
| I don't fear death, no tears left | |
| Numbers of my years left, blessed to be here left | |
| When they said "At fifteen he'll be already dead" | |
| I'm here heavy head steady sipping | |
| Rmy RedWild fellow trying to keep my mind settled | |
| Child of the ghetto, survived where nines echo[Chorus: Inspectah Deck] | |
| I'm just a city guy living fly getting high | |
| Live it till | |
| I die getting by, whipping by | |
| Stand solidified big times to different sides | |
| Here's your ticket right, follow if you feel my vibe... (My vibe)[Inspectah Deck] | |
| Yo, we caped up, ten in the lab, weapons to blast | |
| One with the city, fight for sections of land | |
| Can't sleep till the check's in my hand | |
| It's still a hustle, bare knuckle grind knee deep inside the struggle | |
| I don't give a **** about much but my beloved and such' | |
| Cause nobody to trust but us | |
| It's New York life, walk like what you talk like | |
| Or you mi |
| zuò cí : Hunter | |
| Intro: Inspectah Deck sample Everybody on the grind, son 8 million stories in the naked city Everybody trying to eat It' s always gonna be a struggle, in this hustle | |
| This is just one Trying to bubble, trying to live this | |
| Realize.. Inspectah Deck | |
| We dance with the wolves, wrestle with the pitbulls | |
| For fistfuls of dollars and cents, we empty pistols | |
| Plotting out elaborate scams to get our hands on some | |
| Lofts of land or maybe, thoughts of plans and they be | |
| Forcing my hand to make me, off this man | |
| I never claimed killer, | |
| I came iller stayed realer | |
| Our chance grows, traveled the globe, fans applauded | |
| But my heart still roaming the streets, they still calling | |
| Boat names with dreams screaming " I own the game!" | |
| I' m so stained | |
| Novacaine doesn' t slow the pain | |
| Lost so many | |
| I don' t fear death, no tears left | |
| Numbers of my years left, blessed to be here left | |
| When they said " At fifteen he' ll be already dead" | |
| I' m here heavy head steady sipping | |
| Rmy RedWild fellow trying to keep my mind settled | |
| Child of the ghetto, survived where nines echo Chorus: Inspectah Deck | |
| I' m just a city guy living fly getting high | |
| Live it till | |
| I die getting by, whipping by | |
| Stand solidified big times to different sides | |
| Here' s your ticket right, follow if you feel my vibe... My vibe Inspectah Deck | |
| Yo, we caped up, ten in the lab, weapons to blast | |
| One with the city, fight for sections of land | |
| Can' t sleep till the check' s in my hand | |
| It' s still a hustle, bare knuckle grind knee deep inside the struggle | |
| I don' t give a about much but my beloved and such' | |
| Cause nobody to trust but us | |
| It' s New York life, walk like what you talk like | |
| Or you mi |