School, school, school, school, they call out Mercy, mercy, mercy me Clinton and Gnossett be like School, school, school, school, they call out Maestro Thomas, Malcolm Marvin saw what's going on I'm the one left and I write, tell the two different stories I'm not strong in this life, but I still took my chain The city feels uneasy The only way I can describe, describe, describe it The city feels uneasy The only way I can describe, describe, describe it The city feels so uneasy School, school, school, school, they call out Times are changing, mama's favorite Creeping through the club at midnight School, school, school, school, they cry out Now they're back in the building, let the girl on the roost To curl up into the light Left and I write, tell me two different stories I'm not strong in this life, but I still took my chain The city feels uneasy The only way I can describe, describe, describe it The city feels uneasy The only way I can describe, describe, describe it The city feels so uneasy It's a revelation The city feels uneasy The only way I can describe, describe, describe it The city feels uneasy The only way I can describe, describe, describe it The city feels so uneasy Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus So uneasy Times is hard and the city's uneasy Been a carnivore ever since I was teethin' Closed the shower door, all my city is steamin' I know I'm the God that my city believes in Amen, mannaga, the devil been deceivin' me Had me on the hard top, thinkin' it was easy Mama used to scream at me and take me off that scenery I've been about it bad, cause all I wanted was the B.A.G. That's that New Orleans in me, I come from where the demons be The dungeons and the dragons, I just ask them not to breed on me Shit get difficult and shit get nasty and easy Even you don't know what it mean to me These mean streets ain't mean to me Gangsta shit, life is a bitch until she ain't your bitch The streets is colder than the streets of Anchorage Swishy on my hip, make me walk like my ankle twisted It ain't cold Weezy, baby The city's uneasy, baby Yeah, me and Mr. Baptiste Lil' Weezy, yeah It ain't cold This thing flies Lil' Weezy, on the guitar, ladies and gentlemen Lil' Weezy, on the guitar, ladies and gentlemen Lil' Weezy, on the guitar, ladies and gentlemen