Trey Coachman - Greatest In The City lyrics

[Verse 1:] Everyone's a critic And I prohibit your cryptic ways Won't mimic my rhythmic slang And cease the figment of those good ol' picnic days And yee who comes today to ensure the dragon will be slayed Will bring back forth the rain Hol' Up no this isn't a fiction report This is a game not a sport We are thrown in and everyone wants the throne I learned better How I do in this populated and polluted city No promotion and everybody wanna be stubborn Going for the same occupation but the very hug burns Tongue turns to fill raps like madlibs with swears they can't keep It's sad 'cause I'm preaching to the choir but they to ignant & too cheap My boys were banned by the ungrateful with a biased view You didn't change rap Na rap changed you With this dumb down version that anybody can do But only a few dues, can screw this I haven't fallen into this abyss system, so don't ask me to join James, I feel you now this is my Battle of Boyne But still I feel like the...