Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink
15 years old im colder then the ice thats laced in the local night skating rink,
Screaming my voice hoarse,race at the derby yah im the best horse,
Skipped school for public battles, to see our local mc to spit on sidewalks//
Workin' in the local blocks, sellin' goods n' sweets, for money for studio time//
I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime
And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love
Runnin' to local rap studios, to watch mcs rappin on mic, becomin legends//
Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win
For local and national attention,
Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play
Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,
My whole is about to reshape, feel like im playin games at the local arcade.
But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make
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