Cry for My City (feat. G.VII)

I lift my city up high, look down and I start to cry
On my knees I ask why, is my city being let down
I cry for my city now, I cry for my city now
How can we live with ourselves, why are we killing ourselves

Life ain't been the same since we lost an old friend
I'm seeing more roads turning into dead ends
How can we leave someone abandoned in the cold wind
Everybody blaming them but they don't want to make amends
We see what's going on but still we don't change
It's getting worse each and every single day
We're still at war fighting every single way
Over drugs, over love, the wrong time and place
I don't want to go back to a place that was once called home
Because that place is taking souls that I thought I've known
I don't want to hear no more about that place I love
Because now all I hear about is a body turned cold
Hearts have been shot, shell sounds hit the ground
Mama gets that phone call, her son has been gunned down

I lift my city up high, look down and I start to cry
On my knees I ask why is my city being let down
I cry for my city now, I cry for my city now
How can we live with ourselves, why are we killing ourselves

Singing to me is a symphony of death
I've got this strain inside my body and with every creeping breath it's draining life
Such a melancholy soul that's torn apart
I'm needing time to mend this slowly beating heart
Man, my city makes me sick I just don't see
I don't know how it's become
An insidious abyss and just a couple of ticks
We're clearly drowning in sin
Got a devastating aura that is haunting our kids
The tune to which my soul is set is young but dying within
The staging carcass just continues wearing ever so thin
We assume that no one knows us just for who we really are
So we leave behind these bruises and we leave behind the scars
An all-consuming hatred based on only breeding pain
We're feeling that we're righteous when we're really ashamed
Go kill that painful thought of yours nothing ever stays the same
Budding flowers without names cleanse the dirt from in your veins
Time to lift the city up let the king of kings reign

I lift my city up high look down and I start to cry
On my knees I ask why, is my city being let down
I cry for my city now, I cry for my city now
How can we live with ourselves, why are we killing ourselves