Rome (Looptroop Rockers)

[Promoe] When in Rome The city never sleeps, cause everybody's sniffing coke Entertainment's slipping up and down on the strippers pole The city's far from cheap, so get the fuck out if you're broke They ain't fighting poverty, they declared a war on the poor And, who's coming out up on top, you reckon When gentrification's such a powerful weapon Get to stepping and get those burning eyes Taken away twenty for a day, a hundred lives a second They got people competitive, running a race I see the people afraid to live, what a disgrace They put a literal and figurative gun in your face When singing something gotta give me more money to waste They cock, load, aim it steadily Rock, road, the game is deadly Somebody please tell the world, the race is lost all ready Put it in reverse and break north already Let's go, now When in Rome, we don't do as the Romans Ain't no love, and I'm through with the romance See the blood on my hand and my shoulders Can't stop now, I'm reloaded Men in Rome, don't have no homes The beat is pure evil, for our evillest deeds When in Rome, we burn down Rome Sign and sealed the DVSG When in Rome, burn down Rome [Supreme] Yo, my nose i numb in vice city We're hungry for more pretty, little Fun, with their titties out Some of us figured out Once an inconvenient truth We're you can get a Cadillac hoof With a six pack on the stoop Husky connection and the white line fever Sneaker collection, look at my Adidas We don't worry much, man, we like that reaper Don't matter much if our lives is dictated by Ceasar I got the game on the big screen Accompanied by Jack or Jim Bean Unless I finish up my sixteen You call it ignorant, I call it distracting Yeah, put out my cigarette and throw out the ashes Hate that I learned to love this sickness, since I was born That's what my teacher called the Stockholm Syndrome But I'm addicted, and I'm heading out the door Man, you get the picture, can't stand being bored I want more, I want more [Promoe] When in Rome, we don't do as the Romans Ain't no love, and I'm through with the romance See the blood on my hand and my shoulders Can't stop now, I'm reloaded Men in Rome, don't have no homes The beat is pure evil, for our evillest deeds When in Rome, we burn down Rome Sign and sealed the DVSG Burn down Rome, burn down Rome A symphony of cars keep playing their horns To accompany the never-ending roar outside my door Where the long arm of the law Banging its drumsticks to young kids who in a uproar [Supreme] Ha, now, that's the rhythm of the inner city Gun shot out loud, screaming of the victim of no pity And we can split the profit fifty-fifty Ain't no way to go against the flow, it's better getting with it [Promoe] But the artery is congested in Metropolis We're the zombie's peeking out through the cracks of the Zykafages And corporate vandals invade public space If you want to contribute, better cover your face [Supreme] Cause they got you on camera, but no one care any more We got to give them our rights to fight this unholy war on terror So we all humming along That of key, melody, that the millionth song Like, [Promoe] When in Rome, we don't do as the Romans Ain't no love, and I'm through with the romance See the blood on my hand and my shoulders Can't stop now, I'm reloaded Men in Rome, don't have no homes The beat is pure evil, for our evillest deeds When in Rome, we burn down Rome Sign and sealed the DVSG Burn down Rome, Looptroop Rockers, burn down Rome Now, that's the rhythm of the inner city That's the rhythm of the inner city