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R. City( Rock City )
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In & Out Of Traffic
I keep my hat real low,
Money in my pocket,
Keep my jeans to the floor,
Shoelace sloppy,
Where I'm going, I don't know,
She don't know I'm going,
Catch me riding real slow,
In and out of traffic
A o (a o) a o (a o) a o (a o) ao (ao)
In and out of traffic
A o (a o) a o (a o) a o (a o) ao (ao)
In and out of traffic
See where I come from ask about me everybody know my name,
Please put the fucking album out is what they keep sayin',
Well the album's coming this year and we ain't fucking playin',
Wanna know what the hold up was? Well let me explain...
We represent the struggle, they wanted us to change
Maybe cause hip hop is not really the same,
See Rock City really rap plus we can really sing,
And they just didn't know how to let us do our mother fucking thing,
Plus our label is pop driven,
But we are not trippin', 'cause when we talk,
The whole entire block listen,
'Cause we always keep it the opposite of fake,
And only embrace the opposite of hate...
I keep my hat real low,
Money in my pocket,
Keep my jeans to the floor,
Shoelace sloppy,
Where I'm going, I don't know,
She don't know I'm going,
Catch me riding real slow,
In and out of traffic
A o (a o) a o (a o) a o (a o) ao (ao)
In and out of traffic
A o (a o) a o (a o) a o (a o) ao (ao)
In and out of traffic
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'Cause where I'm going don't know shit,
But I'm going nonetheless..
Make a note that's a no-no and we know the best
Poppa toppa don't speak proppa cause we raise pon top d wreck
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But now reside in a ... Bring it back,
See you buy it, we supply it,
Makin' music's what we do,
We're the writers not the buyers,
Do for me and do for you,
I'm a survivor, tell me now how will I lose,
Don't believe me? Think it's easy? Then come walk up in my shoes,
Who the realest, who the illest, who can do it how we do?
Who can kill it how we kill it on a stage or in a booth,
Cause ain't nobody like Rock City, ain't nobody overdue,
Who can rap it, write it, sing it, flip it, that's right, there's only two
I keep my hat real low,
Money in my pocket,
Keep my jeans to the floor,
Shoelace sloppy,
Where I'm going, I don't know,
She don't know I'm going,
Catch me riding real slow,
In and out of traffic
A o (a o) a o (a o) a o (a o) ao (ao)
In and out of traffic
A o (a o) a o (a o) a o (a o) ao (ao)
In and out of traffic
Now we gonn' keep givin' y'all free music 'til they put our album out,
Then this is just a prime example of what the fuck we talkin' 'bout,
You should not come down this road you might wanna take another route,
FUCK THIS SHIT, I'm out (I'm out)
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