Zumbi: 
In my city is blacks and blocks 
Where avenues and street tops where people 
struggle to sleep Ahk 
theres trouble and beef, gold teeth rocks get 
thrown at the higher power but don’t reach Pops 
aint home, Mama been long 
gone away, so the children run stray 
Cannibalistic war play 
Its animalistic where I stay 
The devil wan' play 
and too many contestants 
thats every day 
The level gon stay where it’s at, 
Stay strapped. 
It’s the mantra recital it conquers the bible. 
By any means see survival. 
When friends turn to rivals its liable for these confrontations to be homicidal. 
A dog hollers back at the sirens 
The pain is so blinding 
forgot we all diamonds 
Deacon: 
Corner stores, whores 
Drugs galore 
Exploitation's core 
Guns and gore 
I abhor each metropolis between these shores 
and then I see it 
Faith in humanity restored 
An act so selfless that I break out in applause 
Giving so elvish that it must be Santa Clause 
In the city 
Dogs 
Foaming at the jaws 
That's kept the voice of justice in its claws 
Get the gauze 
Because 
It can silence the loudest man 
Whether concrete, dirt, whether canal or sand 
You can blacktop 
But the backdrop remains 
With the same plots 
Repeating like famed refrains 
The stains 
Stare at ya 
Intensity of character 
Gotta be darwinistic 
Got a propensity to bury ya 
Home of the merriest 
Land of the nefarious 
Tomorrow it's the city that will carry us 
Prepare