There'd still be niggas out killing
I was born to do the damn thing
Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm
Why i am here? huh? why was i born?
I was born in grimsby on the nunsthorpe estate
A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state
It’s something that’s in your veins
I was born with demonic traits
Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see
I was born rough, i left scars on my mothers pussy
Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried
I was born in the underground of the south side
I was born to be a king
But he don't rule a thing
I was born in the underground of the south side
You ain't got one or the other well brother good night
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