| Uh… yeah
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| You lock me out, and lock yourself in
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| Tall walls, guard dogs, and barb-wire fence
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| We divided, from within
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| Apartheid still a part of how we live, money
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| Fuck you up like hard drugs
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| Can’t get help from the government
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| They strung out too, what to do
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| Corrupt as fuck, it’s nothing new
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| Born that way, you stay low
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| Live the next life, and get paid more
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| Cash system, cash pimpin'
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| Even God’s on the payroll
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| Pay more, while you stay stuck
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| While the politician’s ain’t rich enough
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| Police man is broke too
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| Now wonder why we in handcuffs
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| Rich man, poor man
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| Same city we live in
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| Skin color’s where it started at
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| Castle walls is where it is
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| This life is hard, this world is cold
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| So bundle up, welcome to city of walls
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| Walls
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| Walls
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| Bundle up, yup, welcome to city of walls
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| The city of walls
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| The city of walls
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| Bundle up, yup, welcome to city of walls
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| You lock me out, you lock yourself in
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| Tall walls, guard dogs and barb-wire fence
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| The streets are thin, the kids don’t play
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| This is the price you pay, growing up with barricades
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| True story, no glory, ghetto port from the Township
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| Same block Mandela lived
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| Same block Steve Biko lived
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| 32, the first of three kids
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| Living with his Mom and step-dad
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| And he the bread winner for all of them
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| Shitty job, chump change
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| Just enough to not go insane
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| No more art, when you’re numbed in pain
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| You never know the name of the next Cobain
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| Meanwhile, they livin' large
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| In Cape Town on the boulevard
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| Expensive art, fancy cars
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| Don’t get robbed when you valet park
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| They throw their keys, with bloody paws
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| From on top their buildings, behind those walls
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| Walls
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| Walls
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| Walls
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| Bundle up, yup, welcome to city of walls
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| The city of walls
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| The city of walls
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| Bundle up, yup, welcome to city of walls
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| You lock me out, you lock yourself in
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| Tall walls, guard dogs and barb-wire fence
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| The streets are thin, the kids don’t play
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| This is the price you pay, growing up with barricades
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| Walls
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| Walls
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| Bundle up, yup, welcome to City of Walls
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| The city of walls
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| The city of walls
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| Bundle up, yup, welcome to City of Walls |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song City of Walls , by - SOL. Song from the album Eyes Open EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп