I was raised on the hip-hop More raised in more ways than one This is back when hip-hop was still fun. When Public Enemy was still number one. Before
[Hook] (Rat-ta-tat, rat-ta-tat, rat-ta-tat, tatta rat-ta-ta-tatta to make his blood splatter [x4] [Verse 1] You jackin me you go the wrong season You
She was lookin' sweet as peaches On gorgeous spring day With a thing to say Little or no make-up Covered her face up But brother when she smiles She
in your brains So my effects will remain Long after the trends change Son I'll bend your name Rearrange your molecules Amongst hip hop dudes, Brother Ali
"We have a small disturbance at Lake Street in Chicago, some young men fighting Could we get some cars to go and check that out please?" A young man
