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Top of the City

 

Top of the City

(альбом: New Dubby Conquerors - 2000)


[Enuff:]
I wanna live right on top of the city
Far away from all the sound getting gritty
In a tower higha 400 feet
See nobody that I don't want to meet

I wanna live right on top of the people
Straight away from all a them dogs gonna freak me
Every step in a shit feel like a foot in a grave
I am not the one who fight the world like a brave

[Eased:]
So, close the door and turn
Around, let the city burn
So, leave the dirt behind
In a house of a different kind

I wanna live right on top of the city
Take me out of a them concrete-ey
Plant a tree on top of me roof
Dance around it in a jammy reggae groove

I wanna hear no traffic in the morning
I said burn, city burn, I'm yearning
I wanna live on a tower watch the world from above
I am not the one who find the world like a brave

So, close the door and turn around
Let the city burn
So, leave the dirt behind
In a house of a different kind

[Enuff & Eased:]
Yeah yeah, it's a brand new life and the air is good
Inviting all my friends on my party-roof
Yeah yeah, darling dry your eyes
It can't hurt no more, sit and watch the smoke rise
It can no lead me sincere
Sit and can't no live this city
Found a brand new love
I can see for miles, a hundred feet above the streets
Yeah yeah yeah

[Eased:]
Bass, bass, bass

[Ear:]
Where he hides behind money pile
It leaves a bloody eye
Too face us
A mirror of no side will base us
You taste the wrong break with fake
Now my span
Ain't no country to belong
Loose nationality
Ain't no part of that makes strong
We choose reality

[Enuff:]
I wanna live right on top of the city
Far away from all of them bad grafitti
Dancing on the roof
No fear gravity
Could be your best friend or your worst enemy

[Enuff & Eased:]
Yeah yeah
It's a brand new life and the air is good...
Inviting all my friends on my party-roof
Yeah yeah, darling dry your eyes
It can't hurt no more, sit and watch the smoke rise
It can no lead me sincere
Found a brand new love, I can see for miles
Hundred feets above the streets
Yeah yeah yeah

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