Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sin City, artist - John Legend. Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sin City |
| 10 A.M. |
| it’s west side bitch |
| She see the glasses, so obvious |
| Run from home, after tonight we up out of here |
| Don’t go home cause they just ran me up out of there |
| All of those drunken nights then fuckin' every night |
| She run her mouth, but can’t eat right |
| Don’t read between the line and forgot how to be white |
| She smelled the line, baby you know you don’t need white |
| Now look what we did now, the cops behind us |
| Ran that red light, did you have to be mindless? |
| SMH, we all know that cocaine killed Abel |
| From the scholar letters devour this |
| She stepped into hell, cause winter got cold |
| Don’t look in her eyes, you might see straight to her soul |
| Don’t say yes to that good, cause you’ll never know |
| Cause we lost in the city where sin is no biggy |
| I’m here with open arms and I gotta |
| Here is where her heart belongs |
| Her heart belongs to me |
| Here is where her heart |
| I’m here and I won’t go |
| Without her, this is where her heart belongs |
| It should be here with me |
| Here is where her heart |
| I beg for mercy today |
| They won’t take me away |
| Take me away from you |
| Don’t know what I would do |
| Don’t let us die in vain |
| Don’t let them see our pain |
| Wash these demons away |
| Wash these demons away |
| You are all unwelcome to Sin City |
| Yet the population still increases its density |
| And that increases its intensity |
| Which increases the propensity |
| To complicate your simplicity |
| No matter your ethnicity |
| All for the sake of publicity, in this city |
| Huh, bad bitches with ass shots |
| Use a house as a stash spot |
| Lexus coupe with the rag-top |
| I’m in the loop, warm tie like a ascot |
| I used to run with the have-nots |
| Kept the ave hot just so we could have knots |
| A lot of niggas see they dreams in a glass pot |
| Until the judge throw you in that box and watch your ass rot |
| We broke all the commandments |
| Authentic, I’m hand-stitched |
| Come spend a day in my Hamlet |
| My city lost, some say it’s Atlantis |
| I went to Cannes with a tan bitch, Francis |
| She rode the broom on the beach, that’s a sand witch |
| So I ate her like it, haters hate to like it |
| Sex, drugs, and playin' dices, those are our favorite vices |
| But this life’ll take a toll on ya |
| Well I guess you gotta pay the prices |
| I know who Christ is |
| And he never hung with the Saints it makes no sense to save the righteous |
| By the age ten, we were caged in |
| Now they raise men in the state pen |
| Fake friends, forgive 'em for they sins |
| God bless the city, amen |
| I’m here with open arms and I gotta |
| Here is where her heart belongs |
| Her heart belongs to me |
| Here is where her heart |
| I’m here and I won’t go |
| Without her, this is where her heart belongs |
| It should be here with me |
| Here is where her heart |
| And now I’m one of the residents |
| They walk with none of the repercuss', but all of the decadence |
| And all the fuckin' debauchery |
| Adult film star, somebody’s fuckin' watchin' me |
| I always feel like, I’m almost feel like |
| Cause I could feel it in the air tonight |
| I did some wrongs I wouldn’t dare to right |
| And wrote some songs I wouldn’t dare recite |
| But I am willing to share tonight |
| In the city that is as unfair as life |