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I was born one day before Saint Pat

I guess a nigga miss luck just like that

Henry Ford, not even one mile from Motown

Explains all the soul that you hear in my sound

A ten minute ride to Linwood, I begun

My mama first son, look what I just become

A weedhead with words more potent than what I'm smoking

This ain't no Reggie caught the plane ride from Oakland

I used to play with pistols in crackhouses

Skiping school just to fuck bitches on dirty couches, abandoned houses

Find one with the lights on it

Landlord came pulled the hook and locks on it

Money I'm plotting on it I put the block on it

I'm gonna get it, four deep, no shocks on it

We sit low, rep the D cause it's all I know

And my name rings bells in any hood you go

You're from the East Side

You're from the West Side

You're from the North End

Are you from South West

Around first grade, we move to the East Side

Was like throwing rocks at a beehive

A lot of niggas gone over something unimportant

That it ain't worth mentioning cause it's unfortunate

Like stick a fork in it, where's the enforcement?

Walking off the grass just to sit on niggas porches

Passing round 40's, brown paper bags

Rolling up a swisher while this rat freak a black

It ain't about nothing, but let me hold something

Ate a lunchable for dinner, nigga I'm ain't fronting

Caught the bus to East land, just to walk around it

Ain't buy nothing nigga, just walked around it

Looked at some hoes, I ain't even holler

Cause I'm broke as fuck and they is all about a dollar

I'm living in the city where the weak get swallowed

Belly of the beast, we don't care about tomorrow

I'm living in the city where the weak get swallowed

Belly of the beast, we don't care about tomorrow