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Return to the 585
by Kaelen Ruder
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Clarkes Crossing raised - steady sellin Lemonade
50 cents a cup plus cookies from the Kitchen-Aid
Swimmin like Mixhael in the cash flowin by us
Flagged out the flippin hood cuz they pure blood Americans
Pushed em in the wagon and now we got a G-Wagon
Boomers were uptight now all their corduroys are saggin
Rag top in the top down doon buggy on greenwood
You got a receipt boy? Mr. herd said to the blood
Yellow school bus rolled up with a space for a wheelchair
Half days only cuz by afternoon we didn't really care
Momma fed me good, packin apples and pears
Faked i didn't have a snack with strack but she gave me the glare
Stacked colored tiles before I started stacking dollars
Had to study geometry before i could become a big baller
Might have to hit law school so i can keep runnin the court
Don't wanna look a fool when I return back to the Port
Raider nation pledge your allegiance
Stand up and shout and they'll mark you for attendance
But When they took the knife out i knew it was no more
DNA incomplete like a missing kineticore
The port mine, but I don't mine ore
The Port mine, but I don't care no more
The Port mine, but i can't carry no more
The port lost it all, so its all yours
Meno's Parodox says oh wait you'll never know
Antiseptic for my wounds and a cast for the road
Sent to the therapist cuz i caught the Theraflu
Dr. Griffin always watch me from Panorama Avenue
He watch me while I get more watches
He was by my side like a bloomin' swatch is
Will I ever be worthy enough to unlock his latches
I don't know but I'll read the fine print where the catch is
Yea this one's out to that north rockland runner
Every dude In New York wanna go and date her
But then she run away she's like see you later
Now she hit the NC pipeline and they all hate her
Represent --All Star in the math meet
Pumpin pencils and flex calc's like an athlete
I couldn't rap to a beat like Lil Shirt could
Now I can't be beat like Jay-Z in the hood
The port is mine - but I don't mine ore
Seasons of plenty - ain't no kine or corn
But now it's bureaucracy - felt they had to sort more
So melancholy - that hit me to the core
Clarkes Crossing raised - steady sellin Lemonade
50 cents a cup plus cookies from the Kitchen-Aid
Swimmin like Mixhael in the cash flowin by us
Flagged out the flippin hood cuz they pure blood Americans
Pushed em in the wagon and now we got a G-Wagon
Boomers were uptight now all their corduroys are saggin
Rag top in the top down doon buggy on greenwood
You got a receipt boy? Mr. herd said to the blood
Yellow school bus rolled up with a space for a wheelchair
Half days only cuz by afternoon we didn't really care
Momma fed me good, packin apples and pears
Faked i didn't have a snack with strack but she gave me the glare
Stacked colored tiles before I started stacking dollars
Had to study geometry before i could become a big baller
Might have to hit law school so i can keep runnin the court
Don't wanna look a fool when I return back to the Port
Raider nation pledge your allegiance
Stand up and shout and they'll mark you for attendance
But When they took the knife out i knew it was no more
DNA incomplete like a missing kineticore
The port mine, but I don't mine ore
The Port mine, but I don't care no more
The Port mine, but i can't carry no more
The port lost it all, so its all yours
Meno's Parodox says oh wait you'll never know
Antiseptic for my wounds and a cast for the road
Sent to the therapist cuz i caught the Theraflu
Dr. Griffin always watch me from Panorama Avenue
He watch me while I get more watches
He was by my side like a bloomin' swatch is
Will I ever be worthy enough to unlock his latches
I don't know but I'll read the fine print where the catch is
Yea this one's out to that north rockland runner
Every dude In New York wanna go and date her
But then she run away she's like see you later
Now she hit the NC pipeline and they all hate her
Represent --All Star in the math meet
Pumpin pencils and flex calc's like an athlete
I couldn't rap to a beat like Lil Shirt could
Now I can't be beat like Jay-Z in the hood
The port is mine - but I don't mine ore
Seasons of plenty - ain't no kine or corn
But now it's bureaucracy - felt they had to sort more
So melancholy - that hit me to the core
