Canal Lyrics - So It Goes - Ratking

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Canal, canal 

Stop so, so stop 

You best die my way 

On the West side highway 

Or get high my way 

Hanging off the left side of a sky scrape-er-er 

My words word have drifted 

Sideways, migrate in the Tri-State 

Mind state, thinking don't violate 

Thinking that I'm vain 

'Cause when I spit, you see my veins 

Bulging out, cold as cuts from my blades 

And they used to cut cold cuts five ways 

(Five ways?) 

Thin, slim, extra slim, large, extra large 

My rhyme spectacle sees time perpetual 

Back before I was ape, I was a vegetable 

Life-form, trying, to become, an icon 

I once, was an ion 

Now I'm eying, every motherfucker passing by on 

Now the power in my brow 

Make a thug uptown, come down 

To hustle on Canal 

Whats the bustle all about? 

Sweet kid with a free crib 

Hustle on his couch 

Now the power in my brow 

Make a thug uptown, come down 

To hustle on Canal 

Whats the bustle all about? 

Sweet kid with a free crib 

Hustle on his couch 

Hollowed spliff days 

Stained canines, decay minds 

Now wait mom 

Always gave me the chance 

But I stay blind 

Outlive me lots of love 

So churned for me to say 

Promise me this know I was done 

So Lenox here I lay 

Lay, lay, lay you're my guest 

Breathe out the stress, lets digress 

Sweated seventeen summers so surely you're my nest 

Suckled ya stopps 'n' ya honey combed coral chest 

Hak 'n' his hounds hover the heights ritzy won't have the rest, rest 

Dealing troddened talons trickled as they tear into your flesh 

And try to gnaw the nectar 'neath ya knit floral dress 

Sense of a city that you breath 

What a mess but yet you continue to feed 

Sense of a city that you breath 

What a mess but yet you continue to feed 

Now the power in my brow 

Make a thug uptown, come down 

To hustle on Canal 

Whats the bustle all about? 

Sweet kid with a free crib 

Hustle on his couch 

Now the power in my brow 

Make a thug uptown, come down 

To hustle on Canal 

Whats the bustle all about? 

Sweet kid with a free crib 

Hustle on his couch 

Sense of a city that you breath 

What a mess but yet you continue to feed 

Sense of a city that you breath 

What a mess but yet you continue to feed 

Sense of a city that you breath 

What a mess but yet you continue to feed 

Sense of a city that you breath 

What a mess but yet you continue to feed 

Think the city has let up? 

Get up, wake up 

Open your eyes 

Wake up! 

Think the city has let up? 

Get up, wake up 

Open your eyes 

Wake up! 

Think the city has let up? Better check up 

Kids that is fed up 

Instead of 

Bitching and moaning, they get buck and get up 

Sense of a city that you breath 

What a mess but yet you continue to feed 

Sense of a city that you breath 

What a mess but yet you continue to feed 

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