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The City

by Sir Jon Lee

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Compton Artist Sir Jon Lee embraces nihilism in this collage of audible chaos, which ensures a mean mug and a head nod from anyone who listens. “Never speak ill on the city”

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[Chorus]
Nigga my city on fire; Yeah
Nigga my city on fire; Yeah
You mother fuckers better do your job and show up
Gang signs thrown up
If niggas can’t stomach the city tell em to throw up
Never speak ill on the city you better hold up
Never speak ill on the city; nigga my city on fire

[Verse 1]
I was raised on prayers and paranoia
Fear of god? Nah, fear the city, they should’ve told you
Three bus rides to a school I never learned from
And all I got was social anxiety, I’m done for
I ain't no fuckin’ tough guy, I never been in a fight
I never carried a pistol, I never handled a knife
I don't smoke, I don't drink, I'm a square, I'm legit
I don't know, I was sheltered, I don't know this street shit
All I know is y’all niggas weird, on some industry shit
Supossed to be dead by 25 and I'm still in this bitch
I don’t go out much, never pressed by piece
Im a chronic asthmatic, nigga just tryna breath
I never been shot, but know how poverty feels
So I eat my pain away I can skip a few meals
So imma do me, I give a fuck how you feel
Cuz if the city don't kill me then obesity will

[Chorus]
Nigga my city on fire; Yeah
Nigga my city on fire; Yeah
You mother fuckers better do your job and show up
Gang signs thrown up
If nigga can’t stomach the city tell em to throw up
Never speak ill on the city you better hold up
Never speak ill on the city; nigga my city on fire


[Verse 2]
I'm one good decision away from being goat
I'm one bad choice too close from being ghost
I over think I'm paranoid, I do the most
I'm insecure and indecisive and insecure, I tend to coast
Prisoner to my fear, prisoner to my pain
Prison of generational debt that's how we raised
I'm a sickly mother fucker with a hospital bill
So if the city don't kill me then poverty will

[Chorus]
Nigga my city on fire; Yeah
Nigga my city on fire; Yeah
You mother fuckers better do your job and show up
Gang signs thrown up
If niggas can’t stomach the city tell em to throw up
Never speak ill on the city you better hold up
Never speak ill on the city; nigga my city on fire

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released January 23, 2019
Written, Produced, Mixed & Arranged by Sir Jon Lee
Mastered By Aria Mastering
Cover art by Barrington Darius Taylor

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Sir Jon Lee Compton, California

Sir Jon Lee, is an Artist, Producer from Compton California. Sir Jon is known for his cinematic production, relatable and forward-thinking lyrics, and in the pocket delivery. He has worked alongside and produced for, Ill Camille, Damani Nkosi, Daniel Curtis Lee, Ron Avant, Kaye Fox, Just Liv. Starting with his debut EP ... more

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