Lyrics City Escape - Mowgli

The kid is on a mission
Wishing and hoping that you will listening
To everything that I'm spitting
Non-fiction and fiction
I switch it up with the diction
The session I'm in it
Dj's scratching on these tracks causing all this friction
Without taking into account any pre-existing conditions
They take shots at my commitment
Talking to you A&R's
This that it's about to go down shit
Tell my girl to stay in the car
Don't move a muscle just wait in the car
I tell the crowd please wait to applaud
I come back and my face is scarred on some Pachino shit
I rolled the dice on some casino shit
Gamble with my life like I really need those chips
I got to do it big on some primo shit
My city on escape
I keep my city up late
With these tracks that I'm pumping out like I'm lifting weights
It's always Sunny in Philly yet I choose to live in the shade
Worried bout extradition
Tryin' be the next edition so I gotta make extra decisions
I'm a smoking gun
The Smith and Westin edition
A private yacht at the Marriott
You're the Best Western edition
I know it's tragic
Waving the wand
Performing this magic
Poof I'm gone
Disappeared from the atlas
So unique
So bold a bitch named symmetry couldn't match this
E-mails with MP3 file attachments
I'm a natural at it
For you it requires practice
My cargo is largo
Oh so massive
I rarely carry cash
Always got some plastic
Waiting on the 101 sitting in traffic
Patience is a virtue that I'm lacking
I want it all right now just like the lottery
Hit me with a fire poker
Ain't nobody hot as me
I'll hit you with a tire iron if that's how it got to be
People everywhere from the burbs to the hood are giving props to me
Word to my boy CJ Pottery
The dude is money
That's some shit that you gotta see