作词 : Jon Batiste/Jon Bellion/Pete Nappi/Dwayne Carter/Jason Cornet

作曲 : Jon Batiste/Jon Bellion/Pete Nappi/Dwayne Carter/Jason Cornet

(Skoo-skoo, skoo-koo)

They call out, "Mercy, mercy, Marcy me"

Clinton and Canarsie be like (Skoo-skoo, skoo-koo)

They call out

Nostradamus Malcolm Marvin saw what's going on

I know the left and the right talkin' two different stories (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

I know I'm strong in this life but I still tuck my chain

The city feels uneasy

The only way I can describe

Describe, describe it

The city feels uneasy

The only way that I can describe

Describe, describe it

The city feels so uneasy

(Skoo-skoo, skoo-koo)

They call out, "Times are changing, mama's favorite"

Creepin' through the club at midnight (Skoo-skoo, skoo-koo)

They cry out

Now they're back in the pew

At the crow of the rooster crawling into the light

Left and the right talkin'' two different stories (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

I know I'm strong in this life but I still tuck my chain

The city feels uneasy

The only way I can describe

Describe, describe it

The city feels uneasy

The only way that I can describe

Describe, describe it

The city feels so uneasy

It's a revelation

The city feels uneasy

The only way that I can describe

Describe describe it

The city feels uneasy

The only way I can describe (Yeah, yeah)

Describe describe it

The city feels so uneasy

Yeah, yeah-yeah

Easy

Easy, yeah

Easy

So uneasy

Uh

Times is hard, and the city's uneasy

Been a carnivore ever since I was teethin'

Close the shower door on my city, it's steamin'

I know I'm the God that my city believes in

Amen menage

The Devil been deceivin' me

Had me on the hardtop, thinkin' it was easy street

Mama used to scream at me and take me off that scenery

I been about a bag 'cause all I wanted was to be a G

That's that New Orleans in me, I come from where the demons be

The dungeons and the dragons, I just asked them not to breathe on me

Shit get difficult then shit get nasty in the easy E

You don't know what it mean to me

These mean streets, ain't mean to me

Gangster shit

Life is a *****, until she ain't your *****

The streets colder than the streets in Anchorage

Swisher on my hip, make me walk like my ankle twist

God damn

They call out

Weezy baby

This city is uneasy baby

Yeah

Me and Mr. Batiste

Lil Weezyana

Uh

They call out

This that fire

Lil' Weezy, on the guitar ladies and g