For The City take your breath away thick traffic runs deep like scarlet blood cells through my artery giving life to this body of work, a factory whatever sells to a buyer remains a mystery are you a traveller or the first transplant, a child or a grandchild of an immigrant? folk songs give a voice to the voiceless, give a name to the faceless and put a face to the nameless same biz, blocks painted in gray living on the bleeding edge everyday stoke more fiyah beneath the boiling cauldron b-boys and girls, fight to hold on For The City where the realness resides in the eyes of the neighbors we see as family For The City where the kids stay gritty grinding on street corners like skateboarders bask in the nice sun till dusk from dawn just in the name of fun, talk heart to heart on the corner of the Ave and the Boulevard, bombard with the avant-garde original art fill the space with various tastes, stickers on lampposts, Polk to Post, march to Market & Mission with proud agendas wage war on war, so on and so forth but to be on the side that's winning we gotta big up our women without the right Misses, all dynasties demise like the way the Bay the misses a legit franchise For The City now living in a bubble once stand for the struggle come back on the double For The City she keeps me sleepless jump across the bay still wear it on the sleeveless This goes out to the all-city lovers downtown dwellers and the back alley settlers hustlers versus the hungry developers while the children walk past the petty peddlers your local shops need defending, schools need funding and the teams need cheerin' pump up the volume for the artist residence, see you at the jams, you can be part of the evidence that the City is still alive and well with the culture a scene that'll nurture the finest in the business no stopping this, roll with the Beatropolis, One For The City where the realness resides in the minds of the people we see as family For The City where the kids stay gritty grinding on hard corners like skateboarders F...T...C... |