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(Verse 1 – FlareThaRebel)

I grew up on the Eastside of Troost
Where we learned to speak the truth
To relevant to ignore it so I spit it in the booth
Prostitutes on the corner
Gettin’ loose for a quarter
Walkin’ through to the slaughter
Tryna’ move for her daughter
It’s real out here, that’s cliché
Shit it’s been this way
Since this country turned Kings to slaves
Overseers turned to officers patrollin’ the block
Reachin’ for your wallet probable cause for gettin’ shot
They wanna’ say that we’re violent like it’s we who start wars
Tryna’ win our own battles they draft us to fight yours
Cus’ my city to stay gritty like the back of a bar
Find a church on the corner across from a liquor store
Pawn shops make it easy for a theft to pay rent
Easy loans work best when they put us in dept
Fast food clogs the arteries until there’s nothin’ left
And crack houses are equivalent to the sickle of death

My soul was raised wit’ me
In a place called Killah City
I remember growin’ up
Thinkin’ life wasn’t as gritty
And I was wrong maybe, maybe, maybe
But I was blessed with the love of my fam and that saved me
My soul was raised wit’ me
In a place called Killah City
I remember growin’ up
Thinkin’ life wasn’t as gritty
And I was wrong maybe, maybe, maybe
But I was blessed with the love of my fam and that saved me

(Verse 2 – FlareThaRebel)

Born in BK, raised in KC
Resided in Chi-Town I see the same streets
Filled wit’ zombies back slash a fiend
Lookin’ late night tryna’ find what he claims he needs
Search complete found a victim on the corner
Said he’d sell him somethin’ that’ll put his troubles in a coma
Came back next day
Drive by guns spray
Now he’s six feet deep in an unmark grave
Now try to glorify that
I don’t wanna’ hear you rap
Victim is the one sellin’ and the one buyin’ crack
Oops slipped broke ya’ mamma’s back
Poverty’ll make you act
Stronger than the average
But you may witness some damage
Go and speak the language that’ll be misunderstood
By those on the outside starin’ lookin’ in the hood
The gap is so big that you can’t swim across
But we breathe under water so it’s never a loss

My soul was raised wit’ me
In a place called Killah City
I remember growin’ up
Thinkin’ life wasn’t as gritty
And I was wrong maybe, maybe, maybe
But I was blessed with the love of my fam and that saved me
My soul was raised wit’ me
In a place called Killah City
I remember growin’ up
Thinkin’ life wasn’t as gritty
And I was wrong maybe, maybe, maybe
But I was blessed with the love of my fam and that saved me

(Verse 3 – FlareThaRebel)

And yes there’s cracks in these streets
But they did not swallow me
But that did not make me exempt
From struggle followin’ me
Nah I wasn’t the one sellin’
Nah I wasn’t the one buyin’
Nah I didn’t become a felon
I stayed focused on survivin’
Even though it’s relative cus’ survival for some
Is by any means necessary to change their outcome
And still it’s overlooked they throw many overseas
While the education system tries it best at failin’ me
Heard a lot about Columbus they forgot about Malcolm
Had to search for Amiri Baracka but I finally found him
Got my mind right set it straight
Time to elevate
Pushin’ boulders of my shoulders while others is pushin’ weight
But we push for the same to change the state we livin’ in
These ankles may be born wit’ chains but I ain’t givin’ in
Watch me make love in the same place I’m sinin’ in
And once the hood explodes you can catch in on CNN

My soul was raised wit’ me
In a place called Killah City
I remember growin’ up
Thinkin’ life wasn’t as gritty
And I was wrong maybe, maybe, maybe
But I was blessed with the love of my fam and that saved me
My soul was raised wit’ me
In a place called Killah City
I remember growin’ up
Thinkin’ life wasn’t as gritty
And I was wro

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