Listen to Your City (feat. Dallas Woods) by Urthboy

Your City (feat. Dallas Woods)

Urthboy

Hip-Hop/Rap

193 Shazams

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Your City (feat. Dallas Woods)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Urthboy
Urthboy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pip Norman
Pip Norman
Composer
Finbar Stuart
Finbar Stuart
Composer
Riley Hilder
Riley Hilder
Composer
Dallas Woods
Dallas Woods
Lyrics
Tim Levinson
Tim Levinson
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pip Norman
Pip Norman
Producer
Finbar Stuart
Finbar Stuart
Producer
Riley Hilder
Riley Hilder
Producer

Lyrics

You don't know your city like, your city like, you say You barely know the people round your way You live in a bubble, might as well be outer space But you could be in trouble if you stray If the Apple don't fall far from the tree Better watch how you water your seeds All they gon fall like them autumn leaves Real talk I just want you to be more then me A give more to the streets then what autumn leaves In other words I've given all that I am I didn't have much but I've given more than I can I'm a mother's son so u know I'm more than a man Don't believe in God but you know this was part of the plan This that early morning curlew singing out type of shit Second time this week I aint cut out for this shit Sky wavy mumma get that phone call Gotta wait till she can even talk until I know more Speechless ring ring pick up the phone like who speaking I can hear em grieving screaming Man I hate the feeling I really wear my city on my sleeve Coz thats place were all my brothers sleep say less budda You don't know your city like, your city like, you say You barely know the people round your way You live in a bubble, might as well be outer space But you could be in trouble if you stray You don't know your city like, your city like, you say You barely know the people round your way You live in a bubble, might as well be outer space But you could be in trouble if you stray Cricket pitches and bible belts Fibro house that got a highbrow moat Young fam in the apartment with the high loud note Tryna whisper her to sleep with the light out though Looking out into the distant glow Why you think they keep the lighting in the building on Leave it open yo that's where they get identity from Lost kids and the places they pretend to be from Everywhere but where the parents had gone Jack Mundey in a Hunter's Hill mansion Prominently hung above the grandson First grandson, I remember Rocky Point Rd In the car with ALF heading home (rest in peace bro) Cast a long shadow as the bigger the sprawl Salt water and no carpark it's easy to walk Got my bearings but it's easy to talk Until one day I move away from it all You don't know your city like, your city like, you say You barely know the people round your way You live in a bubble, might as well be outer space But you could be in trouble if you stray You don't know your city like, your city like, you say You barely know the people round your way You live in a bubble, might as well be outer space But you could be in trouble if you stray
Writer(s): Timothy James Levinson, Philip Eric Norman, Finbar Stuart, Dallas Woods, Riley Hilder Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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