In the City

Attention all willing to lend a ear
The trickle down effect of inter-generational trauma
Is bringing down the house
The foundation is cracked
Doorman, doorman
Dormant home life
Trust once lied here
Now trust dies here
And I remain
Thankful for my angels

Slow it down and turn it up now
Slow it down and turn it up now
Slow it down and turn it up now
Slow it down and turn it up now

I walk around with my head in the sand
I know that I got to watch my back
I walk around with my head in the sand
I know that I got to watch my back

Wake up in my chest it's pressure
I know that it's weighing me down
Wake up and smell the coffee
I take my steps on the path I've paved
I am in favour
Of abolishing the current system in place
I won't be a scapegoat
Anguish always steady hits with a slow burn
Revenge is a dish best served cold
Hit them where it hurts
Make a nose bleed
Virus got me trading centre stage for street lights

I'm losing
Grip and focus
I'm going
Through the motions
This life leads down bumpy roads
I'm just trying to keep up

I'm talking loud
In the city
I'm stomping around
Like Fee-fi-fo-fum
You can't not hear my warning
Jada Pinkett, Queen Latifah
I'm about to set it off

Slow it down and turn it up now
Slow it down and turn it up now
Slow it down and turn it up now
Slow it down and turn it up now

I walk around with my head in the sand
I know that I got to watch my back
I walk around with my head in the sand
I know that I got to watch my back



Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Janveau
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link