Royalty Noise - Postcards

Heart of the city don't beat
In the picture on your postcard
It beats hard (beats hard)
The feelings of the city ain't captured
In the pictures
On your postcards x3
(Burn city tell em how you feel)

We feel alive we feeling fine
We feeling great
We feel the highs we feel the lows
We feel the weight
Got all I need
Lost all I had
All the Time is gone
I'm killing time
Surrounded by
So many people
All alone

But the peeps still keep on keeping on
But the fiends still keep on fiending on
The red lights still keep on pimping on
But still we keep walking that yellow brick road still we keep trying to find that pot of gold
Down at the end
Of the rainbow
So I am told
Keep your eyes peeled
If you see it, let me know
If it matches the pictures they put on the postcards
Captures the essences of it
When we go hard
It matches the pictures they put on the postcards
Burn city tell them how you feeling

Heart of the city don't beat
In the picture on your postcard
It beats hard (beats hard)
The feelings of the city ain't captured
In the pictures
On your postcards x3
(Burn city tell em how you feel)

Primo stunner
Late night drilling
Bag that money
Twenty four seven
Hold on
I'm still mapping
Hold on
Ain't no villain
Hold on
Shit can happen,
Hold me the mirror
Hold on
I'm still mapping
Hold on
I'm still mapping
Hold on
I ain't saying nothing
You ain't heard before
You get what you put in
Crawl before you walk
Go hard for my city
Even against the cold
Even against the token Nigga,
Even against you critics.

Heart of the city don't beat
In the picture on your postcard
It beats hard (beats hard)
The feelings of the city ain't captured
In the pictures
On your postcards x3
(Burn city tell em how you feel)

Written by:
Hyina Mufasa, Mikiyas Gebru

Publisher:
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