City Of Glass

[Intro]: Gonna take the rains on this one Trust me I know what I’m doing I lived here most my life [Verse One]: This ain’t Hollywood way up coast Schwarzenegger tries to play us close Cause he says we took cash from yours The day my city was cast as yours We could be New York We could be LA Seattle or Boston Chi-Town to the Bay Who we are, you probably couldn’t say Had a ball team, a lot of them couldn’t play People visit, a lot of them wouldn’t stay Most of the year the sky stays good and grey Drink this coffee cause we need the energy Barely bat an eye when we see celebrities Whether they’re setting up for the next location shot Or in the market for a nice vacation spot Nobody here’s consuming their cash Just don’t throw stones in the city of glass [Hook] Cause it is what it is round here Cause it is what it is up here [Verse Two]: This ain’t Hollywood, we down for glory Cause it just don’t rain in California Around the clock it’s the sound of commerce Electricity and bottled water So some get dollars when it rains all winter Most wear a headset at a call center And might scrap it out over lost commission Cause this shit don’t add up to the cost of living Very few places you could mention is pretty With such a deep seated sense of the gritty The camera’s seen every inch of this city From amateur porn stars pinching their titties To summer block busters Some do not trust us We get controlled substances across customs And brush with the law like Colgate (yup) At one of these strip clubs you could find your soul mate [Hook] [Verse Three]: This ain’t America, we try to pretend It’s only the villains that die in the end For you it must be amusing to watch All this foreign production Moving to Prague It’s biz as use, still drop syllables Immune to Eastern scorn and ridicule They don't know us, it ain't news here They worst they could do is up and move here We have room, if you can afford it But if you pay rent then you’re losing a fortune A lucrative market, get locked into payments Make ‘em of grow up in your basement Not going to say shit, we keep to ourselves Those tell don’t know, those who know don’t tell You have your style, this is our own You're just visiting, this is our home [Hook]