Free City *

* appears on "Original Kings of Comedy" AND "Osmosis Jones" soundtrack<br><br>[Chorus: repeat 2X]<br>I am the king of this city, top down windows up <br>Puffin like Diddy <br>Ridin cause the haters face mad, teeth gritty <br>Honk your horn twice if the missies lookin pretty<br><br>[Nelly]<br>Well if you run wit your niggas, then I walk with my killas<br>Mo` you will never have a winning hand as long as I`m the dealer<br>What you feelin (uh) you sure you want some<br>Brought my slums, cats play like rums<br>Money in large sums, navigators and guns<br>Baby mamas wit sons<br>Ain`t afraid to let you have it <br>If you trip with their loved ones (you tripled your fare) <br>What I hear most is no, no <br>You best get on your mark, get set, go, go<br>Like Jagged Edge I leave ya more Def than So So<br>type of person to come to your show and sit in the front row<br>Get your hands out my pocket<br>You don`t want just blow, blow<br>The only bird I get wit more is the doe-doe <br>They be like oh, oh<br>It`s what they screamin from the back<br>Hey timber, is when I hit `em wit the axe<br>Put ya gun away<br>And you might live to see another day<br>Come in head, run and done, bustin like andele<br><br>[Chorus] - 2X<br><br>And so now you got a Range?<br>(boy I been had wheels)<br>Aiyyo you think you gotta little change <br>(yeah my dirties love me truly)<br>I remember you use to shoot that thang <br>(ya I never knew you)<br>Ya used to claim gangs (uh-huh)<br><br>[Kyjuan]<br>Yo, when I rock Vokal its either Timb`s or Nikes <br>When I step in my Prada I`ma rock the ice<br>When the `Tics do a show I`ma rock the mic<br>Born in "New Jack City" like Wesley Snipes<br>Drive a SS M.C with racing stripes<br>Runinn two P`s of L.G, flip it twice<br>Hang round with cats who bust and they don`t think twice<br>Nothing but dome shots no coming back twice<br>All I knew was hustling and rolling the dice<br>Scraping up dimes for whole-orders of China Men Rice<br>Now I sacrificed my life for publishing rights<br>Hoping everything gonna be aight<br><br>[Murphy Lee]<br>St. Lunatics at the Superbowl<br>Top row gettin super blowed<br>Rams on the 24 second down two to go<br>Now we in the Louis tho<br>It`s two below hundred degrees<br>I`m drivin about 103<br>With a S.T.L hat on<br>Top down holdin a blunt<br>You know I`m smokin wit the windows up<br>I be the young dude<br>Chief into kung-fu, with sun-do<br>Come through, Beenie Man you don`t really want to<br>How come you, think you can <br>I`m from the city where the muddy Mississippi might<br>sink you man<br>I`m getting brains in the Range<br>With the brains blown out<br>With TV`s, the wood grain and them thangs rolled out<br><br>[Chorus] - 2X<br><br>[Big Lee (Ali)]<br>It`s like a hot day in July<br>Just bangin when I fool guys<br>It`s the credible, edible, federal when I`m high<br>On the hills on the lane<br>64 Chevy the brains<br>Blown, gone, spread foam, wood, and chrome<br>How you doin mama my name is Lee <br>I be the fabulous M.C you heard of<br>St. Lunatics word up<br>I`m like "OK", all the sun out<br>Ice down but I still pull a gun out<br>Feel that, bow down<br>It`s real rap, verbally peelin cats as I stomp them out<br>Turf shake 16 bars of earthquake<br>If I do the whole song boom {*booming sound*} it`s Vietnam<br>You see it wrong, so I`ma gone leave you alone<br>Put my mind back on, who I`ma bone and take home <br>Got mine, get cha own - grab a cell call Big Tone