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My city

by Nter

on Against All Odds (2020), South Side Story (2017), My City Now (2020)

Gravy baby

I don't see no angels in my city, if there's a god please tell me if he's with me
Cause i feel devilish when i'm walking through Sydney
All these people, with they judge mental eyes
A lot of girls with silent cries
People fake, living a lie, c*nts with tats and chains think they tough guys
So if you judge, i'll judge, in a court room never bow to the judge
c*nts can't f*ck with my mind, gravy in a matrix yeah
My sh*ts unplugged
Even though i'm possessed by drugs, heartless i don't wanna show love
Cold mother f*cker laughing at c*nts like an entrance at Luna park
Please don't make me start, life is a game so just play your part
Ripped out my heart replaced it with art
Now when i step to the mic i rip it apart
My life, cold and dark, punching cones with the boys at the park
c*nts act hard but when coppers got them they turn into dogs that bark
Snitches for you c*nts that missed it, green with a bit of spin keeps me lifted
I hear it left, right and center so how come i don't feel gifted
Maybe cause i gotta be a lion in this concrete jungle, stand tall
And remain humble or start dramas and turn Sydney into a royal rumble
Trouble south west criminals, f*ck all you c*nts, no subliminals
Unleash like Jet Lee get em yeah I'm f*cking killing fools shout out *
All the boys from South West Sydney, hustle hard tv from day one, yep these c*nts have always been with me
So I, proceed to progress, everyday's a battle cause i'm f*cking depressed
Even though, i'm running out of breathe, smoke green 24/7 cause it reliefs the stress
Yes, i'm going off like new years eve on the Harbour bridge
Drop this drug, f*ck crazy c*nts were I f*cking live
Yeah product of my environment, so I'm used to it, smokin' oz's, but now i'm known around the oz, who f*cking knew it
Yeah tell me, who f*cking knew it

NTER

Yeah, yeah , NTER (NTER), my city (my city)
So this is my city so watch me stand tall
I remain real, a street flow thats raw
See these streets i call home, they've never let me down
And now i'm running sh*t, gutter rap king from the underground
So clap, clap back, batter pulled down with a base ball bat
In a back lane, sell crack , till i stack
Big nose man rubber bands now I rap, no snap
In a trap, i was raised like that
In a city thats f*cked with a gutter c*nt that loves pulling guns, shooting c*nts, and the boys from the housos pulling them drive byes
See ya mother cry, son dead, bullet to the brain in the back of the head
Now hes locked up and hes doing a bid, gutter c*nt fam hustle hard to the end, no friends, only one i can trust is the mic cause im real till i die i stay true
Take a ride through my city and see i'm pretty real on the track ill talk i'm so true
Sin city gotta love where you come from
Raised in the street, breaking sh*t, already pumped the jobs
[i dont f*cking know what the f*ck he is saying]
No love lost, no love found, i remain real on the under ground
I come up, you go come down, NTER one coming through with the gutter sound