ABC's

Bundle up, my whole style is so cold

I glow like old guys who go bold

My flow got no front in the vocal

Your flow got no button, it's so old

I don't mean to sound like a showboat

But it's true, my persona's no joke

I've stepped into some kind of portal

I'm legend and sometimes I'm noble

I'm from the most risky zone, oh

No place is more shifty global

More pistols, Russian revolvers

We shoot and all that, it's normal

But it ain't just because we want to

We ain't got nowhere we can run to

Somebody please press the undo

They only teach us the things that guns do

They don't teach us the ABCs

We play on the hard concrete

All we got is life on the streets

All we got is life on the streets

They don't teach us the ABCs

We play on the hard concrete

All we got is life on the streets

All we got is life on the streets

Superman, I'm known by the locals

Altitude is so fly, it's global

Attitude, I came out of struggle

Institute, but I make it hopeful

You real, but my real is tenfold

My real will make yours a rental

Gangsta, iffy-di, essential

Fight with guns or utensils

So poor, nothing's confidential

Breakfast was not continental

And lunch could not complemental

We still become competent souls

These streets ain't paved with no gold

Matter fact, someone stole the light pole

Nobody fat enough for lipo

They don't teach us to read and write so

They don't teach us the ABCs

We play on the hard concrete

All we got is life on the streets

All we got is life on the streets

They don't teach us the ABCs

We play on the hard concrete

All we got is life on the streets

All we got is life on the streets

Bundle up, I said I am so cold

I glow like old guys who go bold

My flow got no front in the vocal

Your flow got no button, it's so old

I don't mean to sound like a showboat