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movin'?
Clampin' on Gun Hill,
Bronx kids cruisin'
never lose it not me,
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then who's speakin' the things that I feel,
hear, and see
to the third degree?
Virtually every home
where young and restless roam
Famous to unknown, black,
white, to brown
Man, I'm sick of livin' life in the norm
I'm sick of rap,
love the way it used to make
my neck snap
kids are starving
movin'
movin'
it means somethin'
leavin' actin's wantin'
all just to find
for so many years
especially to my peers
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Fearing God only, never to a single man
Fat tips and tunnel wraps
up in the walk, man
The Puerto Rican with the free,
can we get a hand?
from the east would meet
make the crew complete
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Peace, Elson, Motts, Reppin', BX and Rox
A gang teamin' up with a couple of
with the pens and the white sheets
over dirty beats
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Metal cleats for attraction with the rap,
son
Chewin' the red, man,
Lampin' on Gun Hill,
Bronx kids bruisin'
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Rocks, Berry hands, hardball, nothin' moves if not us,
cruisin',
we never losin'
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And take it back to where the real hip -hop is at
music movin'?
Hardballin' on 22, Sunset cruisin'
Lampin' on Gun Hill,
Bronx kids cruisin'
cruisin'
kids cruisin'
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never losin'
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Yo, I remember growing up as a kid,
man, in the Bronx,
watching them throw jams in
the parks where hip -hop was born.
I remember those days,
it'll never be like that again.
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