Lyrics:
Yeah
You know who it is man
We was born from underneath The cracks in the concrete
It's axcell jevi wesnyle let's go
Born
Buh buh born
From
London, New-York, Paris
Big up all the concrete forest
Harlem, Manhattan, Beijing, Brooklyn
Hackney, Brixton, Bronx
I was born and raise in a big big town
I
'em touch
Give me that thing that I love
Put your hands up, make 'em touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Put
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
At indie-rock culture you really
Can't ignore him
And even if at first dismissive
After some listens you'll enjoy him
I was thinking this on the L train
Intend
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
him Born II Die, blaow
Kill em off like dat, biddy-bah-bah-bah-bang
S-P-I-see-E-1 dem say him ?? ??
My gat scream fire
The bullet told me shoot
Born and Raised in the County of Dade (ah)
Born and Raised, born born and Raised,
Born and Raised in the County of Dade. [continues in
Rhyme Syndicate, a storm incubating
The Syndicate's stronger day by day
12-gauge leave suckers brutally
Layin' in the concrete, kick ya face
Your
Outlets Pinched
Squeezin through the cracks n holes
Stayin away from Rats n Moles
They the First to Cut roots that the concrete holds
As if life don't go
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
through
Man it's going down
I was born in H Town, starched down way back
When them slabs in the city beat
That screw off in the back
Poking eye, keep them
and not knowing how growing up's just
When you throw your dreams away
And that you never escape
From the town where you were born
You told me you were
of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence
Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
End up like a dog that's been beat too much
'Til you spend half
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
End up like a dog that's been beat too much
'Til you spend half
is my town
Nah na nah nah nah
Yea this is my town
Nah na nah nah nah
Hey where I was born
Where I was raised
Where I keep all my yesterdays
see myself gettin' bodied by a clown-ass nigga
That ain't even from my town
Hit him up in the chest and now he's layin' me down dead
And up from
is my town
Nah na nah nah nah
Yea this is my town
Nah na nah nah nah
Hey where I was born
Where I was raised
Where I keep all my yesterdays
cave, resonant with mental waves
As it drives this human casket, we go
Round, round, yeah yeah
Wedging rubber souls 'gainst the concrete
Centre of town
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