Ain't no silence in this city
Yes, it's been that way for a while
No friends bend to pretend
To reason those rhymes on paper
Just until it starts to feel like it's time to get on
Or it's time to get out
So let's talk about it
To hell with the rules
Ain't no shock left in this city
But stimulation left and right
Goodbye reason
Goodbye rhyme
Let me drink my deep red wine
Whine, whine in the mic all night
It'll be alright