Courtney Pine/Guru Sights in the City Lyrics
            [Carleen Anderson]
            Sights in the city got people cryin..
        
            Sights in the city got people cryin..
            Sights in the city got people dyin..
            Sights in the city got people cryin..
            Sights in the city got people dyin..
            In the city..
        
            [Guru]
            One Friday, little Emmitt reached his limit
            School was wack, he wasn't with it
            His man told him, that he could make some dough
            Deliverin packages, for Mac Money Joe
            so he said, "Cool.. yo I need a hustle
            Yo hook me up, plus I need a pistol or
            a .380, a two-two or a .25
            I'm gonna get large kid, I'm all the way live"
            But he was sadly mistaken
            Now he's locked up, he's doin time and he's thinkin
        
            [Carleen Anderson]
            Sights in the city got people cryin..
            Sights in the city got people dyin..
            In the city..
        
            [Guru]
            One Saturday, sweet Renee ran away
            Couldn't take moms yellin, didn't wanna stay
            Her girl told her, that she could get quick cash
            Goin on dates, for Pimp Daddy Nash
            She said, "Well I don't know, I gotta meet him
            You say he's fly, mmm? I gotta see him"
            The next thing you know she's out late nights
            Makin dollars for Nash, wearin her skirts tight
            Now she's a victim of the system
            Man what happened to her dreams, and her ambition?
        
            [Carleen Anderson]
            Sights in the city got people cryin..
            Sights in the city got people dyin..
            Sights in the city got people cryin..
            Sights in the city got people dyin..
            In the city..
        
            [Guru]
            Old Mr. Fillmore, he owns a grocery store
            It's a small little shop, the children call him Pop
            But of course he keeps a shotgun
            just for protection, cause he's got a little grandson
            On Sunday, while he was there cleanin
            He heard the front door slam, a lady screamin
            He grabbed the shottie and walked out from the back
            All he saw was two kids, wearin black ski masks
            He fired, they fired, all at the same time
            Now there's a funeral on Wednesay, a quarter to nine
        
            [Carleen Anderson]
            Sights in the city got people cryin..
            Sights in the city got people dyin..
            In the city.. in the city.. in the city..
            In the city! In the city.. in the city..
            In the city.. in the city.. in the city..
            In the city! In the city!
        
            [Guru]
            Many sights and sounds in the city, knahmsayin?
            People dyin, innocent victims
            The babies ain't got no future
            What are we gon' do? Brothers can't make a buck
            Mmm, just some of the sights and sounds, that's all
            Gues I'm just gonna get mine
        
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