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joburg state of mind - tsa lyrics

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1st chorus

welcome to the city of dreams fast cars, beautiful women, drug
addiction and temptation friends come and go
this is the life we chose
concrete jungle lions and buffalos in my wallet
gimme more gimme more, more money and power
sh-t i ain’t gone till november, i’ll be back in an hour
i’m just tryna get my weight up i’m a capitalist n-gga
and no i’m not a k!ller but my finger waiting on the trigger

verse 1

welcome to the bright lights cameras flashing
there’s a lil buzz in the air and these kids wanna catch it
infatuated with a lifestyle of being a super star
rocking the most expensive weaves or driving a flashy car
let’s do the math a bit, if i can drop this record on the radio i
might just be the dopest rapper don’t mean to be arrogant
but let’s be honest, i’ll never get to bone that yellowbone if i can
call her up at night just to tell her i’m home alone
so i, spit lyrics that sound like live bullets that pierce through
the vest of every policeman that’s crooked
this is the life i chose i put the city on my back bone feet planted
into the ground as i get in my zone
my mind drifting as i write this song i’m hearing screams outside i
wonder what’s going on (x2)

chorus

welcome to the city of dreams fast cars, beautiful women, drug
addiction and temptation friends come and go
this is the life we chose
concrete jungle lions and buffalos in my wallet
gimme more gimme more, more money and power
sh-t i ain’t gone till november, i’ll be back in an hour
i’m just tryna get my weight up i’m a capitalist n-gga
and no i’m not a k!ller but my finger waiting on the tri

verse 2

look into the eyes of a beautiful child
intoxicated by the lights and beautiful lies
the city is a dancefloor you jump and you jive
and an index finger serves as a p-ssport to your grind
i’m on my way to the t.o.p
but my first checkpoint is a drop off zone by the name of corner bree
the home of all the hustlers
running around in the streets
ain’t no time to play fair you gotta play for keeps

this is home my n-gga
011 my n-gga
live by the gun and u die by the trigger
mr officer why do you wanna shoot me?
is it because i want better service delivery?

you know i deserve better cause i’m tax payer
and where are all the criminals if you’re the f-cking k!ller?
i just need to know real quick but until then ya’ll can suck my d-ck!

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