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I'mma wake up, stay home, call in sick
Make love, reflect, build, take no shit
Go crazy, settle down, prepare for more babies
I'm thirty years old, I'm excited for my eighties
I'mma live, break bread, cash my chips too
Shine like the city lights, glisten on black youth
The flash, the blast is more like gat juice
And you gon' need a full cup and buckets of soul food
Good Lord, top water, music to soak in
Oversized fitted that was took when your sons brim
Firecrackers, hijackers, souls and white trim
The Viking, hammer heads quicker than lightning
God bless the child on the path struggling
Walking past others that tote weight and tuck it in
Don't wait, they muscle it, don't hate, they busting 'em
Go straight, don't swerve, I swear we gon' double it
The city, they flash lights, the girls and the cash, right?
It's deja vu, I must've pimped in a past life
It's all about fast nights that come at a rash price
And do it to death until they read you your last rites
Feel the city breathing and exhale the neon
When shots ring out, you can hear shots that respawn
Wish that I could say that the shots rang for freedom
Nowadays that just ain't the tip the cats'll be on
That's what's happening, real life, it's no practicing
See it from a distance, it just glow like halogen
Got a little twinkle but it look a little battered and
Every time I try to leave I know that I'll be back again
In the city lights, Edo soar to silly heights
Take flights, break nights, rip the million mics
In front of blacks, yellows, browns, many whites
What I write unite, can even start fights
Excite, ignite, Boston skyline stay lit (Like what?)
Like the sunshine is bright, terminate on sight
I permeate on right, you wanna wait on wrong?
Beat Street, I'm double K, you Rae Dawn Chong
In the city's where I belong, residence lifelong
Shit on dukes like Mike Nifong
Stop, write and get my type on
This is real hip-hop, it ain't a folk song