(I was born and raised in the slums of every city) (I was born and raised in the slums of every city) [Hook: x2] (I was born and raised in the slums
Yo, you got trash niggas that's sellin Street niggas that's tellin Niggas named Henry dressin like they Helen The kids don't listen, the third grade'
(feat. DJ Revolution) [KRS-One:] (Buck-buck-buck-buck booyaka shot) [Verse 1: Torae] Nigga, the beast is back With booth work to decrease the wack
Niggas don't know? You better ask somebody If I ain't on the list, you should add me probably Shit ain't no joke, we ain't laughin hardly [Verse 1: Torae
aiyo The flow is so butter, the beat is so gutter This type shit'll have you clap you a nucca Bucka, what you really thought this gon be? With this shit Marco
rap game my rhyme flow) [Inspectah Deck:] (Crush those-cru-crush those who oppose) [Verse 3: Torae] George Bush don't fuck with blacks, Torae don't
hold up) [Fredro Starr:] (Crews crumble up under pressure, god) [Kool G Rap:] (Hold it right-right there) [Erick Sermon:] (Don't get too close because you might get shot) [ verse 3: Torae
