Lyrics:
dogs that trick off just get sent off
They shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's love here
And it's felt by
fine us interests
Indulge indigenous images
In our villages
Vintage shit
Fight for vengeance
Real niggas
We fight with
Pen
Man
Ship
Bill us in buildings
Blaze)
Real as they come
Where I'm from, I'm the trillest one
Raised by the dealers in the village slum
Unemployment's high, it's harder to get a gig
wasting all your free time
Deleting all your socials start to realise what is real life
Jumper cables used to offer engine in the night time
Resilience
(Life's difficult, death's easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?)
100 shots to the fuckboys, 21 salute to the real Gs
Live by the code, if I couldn't do that
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
on a mission lookin for the one im tryna find
but i get caught living life by the rhyme
living life on the grind
living like I, be 20-something on my birthday
blast
Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta
Rhymes runnin wild like a child in a walker
I scored from the inner slums abroad
And my thoughts are razor
Comin‘ and gone
Life can be done in a moment
Sharin‘ a lot in my songs
Even though I don’t know nothing
I don’t want nothing but love
You can just
for dying your hair
Slum village gold still dangling in your ear
You barely have a neck but still sportin' a rope
Four-finger ring just so Phifer can
the slums, niggas knowin' how we come
A-T-L-A-N-T-A-G-A, that's where I'm from
I'm from the bricks where we ain't have shit
This that real A-Town, yeah this
Straight out of Jersey to the Slum Village
I lyrically pillage at a high percentage
And you critics keep your mouths in it like you questioned by the feds
My
Tenement slum
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ah
You think that I don't feel love
But what I feel for you is real love
In other's eyes I see
"And for centuries they have been
Surrounded by secrecy and rumor
But tonight Action News has a
Rare look inside their village"
Tomb is open slap
Tenement slum
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ah
You think that I don't feel love
But what I feel for you is real love
In other's eyes I see
Real life I got to voice out mhern
Stay True till I die
I can never loose ma loose ma Yeah we big
Better watch your mouth and watch who you talk
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's
from,
Think its a game we can take it to the guns
[Chorrus]
Born in the gutter, raised in the slums
I don't like talkin we can take it to the guns,
Got
I was born in a small village
I was still a child when we were raided by soldiers
Foreign soldiers
Torn from my elders, I was made to speak their
soul's are livin'
The past ways and fast days
I remember I was a youngsta
Pops bumpin' Busta with Dilla
The Tribe and the village from
The slums really was
deeper than the slums of America the terror tough
That is why by the age of 9 they preparing us
Knowing how to load a gun, shoot it and create a bomb
But
Tenement slum
Ooh, ooh, ooh....aaaahhh
You think that I don't feel love
What I feel for you is real love
In other's eyes I see reflected
A hurt,
folding
Weigh one thirty, but young nigga shoot that
Chopper like a soldier
I’m surrounded by some killas who
Come straight up out Magnolia
Been livin’ real
Slum village with the feeling, get a beat
I bet you I'ma kill it (kill it)
Huh, you ain't ready for the realest high
Suck it right between the ceiling
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