City Lights (Digi​-​Single)

by Idiomz da Prophesayer

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released November 15, 2016

written by d. curtis & j. roberts; original produced by tapez productions; remix produced by godzg; cuts by dj aktual



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Idiomz da Prophesayer Tampa, Florida

"If at the end of the day, there is only one person who – through my ministry – has been moved to seek/fulfill their relationship with Christ, then my labor has been worth it. That is the measure of my success - Not the money. Not the fame. Not material things.”

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Track Name: City Lights (Original Version)
Conquest Verse:
I got the black super’s on
And the Louie V. jeans
Not Nas but the don
I am ruthlessly being
Wifey’s mouthing off
Sounding off
I’m not trying to hear it though
“Jay we fend to hit this club”
“You In”
There it go
Now we in the ride
For a night that seemed special
Got that Jeezy turned up
To an obscene level
Thought I fit the role
Then it hit my soul
When we saw this club
Of half naked chicks
And stripper poles
Well you only live once that’s the motto
That’s the YOLO
Got this chick bouncing on me
Like a stick that was pogo
And now she’s grinding on the kid
In slow mo
And suddenly
There was a gun in my face
I was straight like
Oh No
The club owner was a dealer on the side
Now this spot’s being raided
By cops and what not
Told him I go to church
You should have seen his surprise
I should have stayed home
Cause in my sin
I could have
Gotten shot

Idiomz Verse:
I’m sick of this
Corrupt and shady Politics
People only concerned
About how much
A dirty dollar gets
Me and my man
We made a plan
To pull this shady caper
Under the city lights
Cause we was out to get that paper
A mid summer’s eve
It was July thirteenth
It was a Friday in the city
So the people filled the street
Shorty’s dressing half naked
To avoid the summer heat
While heads was steady on the prowl
Me and my man was on the creep
Our plan was high and tight
It was the heist of the century
Weaving amongst the crowd
Boosting cats
For all their jewelry
Moving throughout the crowd
Collecting jewels
From all these brothers
Heard a voice inside my head
That said
“My son do unto others”
Not another minute passed
And I was face down
On the concrete
Heater against my skull
And I’m too scared to make a peep
If I only had listened
To the words my pastor preached
Denied my faith in Christ
And now eternally I sleep