MeAtTheGrammys - RIP My City

Cup is full
Heart is broken
Swear I heard your voice on my radio
While I'm dripping in designer wear
RIP my city 'cause they dying here
Blowing smoke
Lost composure
Thought I saw you ringing on my telephone
Hard to act like I don't care
RIP my city 'cause we dying here

Lot of crying here
Crime and fear
What's the point of living if we dying here
Ya my friends are dead but I wish mine were here
They say my city peaceful but there's violence here
Remembering the dead and gone
Buried like pharaoh was
And the yellow tape from the police
Can't stop the red from being painted in the streets

Cup is full
Heart is broken
Swear I heard your voice on my radio
While I'm dripping in designer wear
RIP my city 'cause they dying here
Blowing smoke
Lost composure
Thought I saw you ringing on my telephone
Hard to act like I don't care
RIP my city 'cause we dying here

And the best ones go too young
Too young to leave
And the best ones go too young
Too young too young

Cup is full
Heart is broken
Swear I heard your voice on my radio
While I'm dripping in designer wear
RIP my city 'cause they dying here
Blowing smoke
Lost composure
Thought I saw you ringing on my telephone
Hard to act like I don't care
RIP my city 'cause we dying here

Written by:
Tennyson Montgomery

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