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Somalia

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Uh

Yeah

Somalia

Yeah

I spit it for my block

It's an ode, I admit it

Here the city code is lock and load

Any minute is rock and roll

And you rock and roll

And feel your soul leavin'

It's just the wrong dance

That'll leave you not breathin'

I'm not particularly proud

Of this predicament but

I'm born and bred

In this tenement, I'm sentimental, What?!

Plus it's only right to represent my hood

And what not

So I'm about to do it in the music, in the movies

Cut to the chase pan across to the face

I'm right there

Freeze frame on the street name

Oops wait a minute

This is where the streets have no name

And the drain of sewage

You can see it in this boy how the hate is brewin'

Cause when his tummy tucks in

F**k the pain is fluid

So what difference does it make

Entertaining threw it

Some get high mixing coke and gun powder, sniffin'

She got a gun but could have been a model or physician

So what you know about the pirates terrorize the ocean?

To never know a simple day without a big commotion?

It can't be healthy just to live with such a steep emotion

And when I try and sleep, I see coffins closin'. (Repeat)

Yeah

Yeah

We used to take barb wire

Mold them around discarded bike tires

Roll em down the hill in foot blazin'

Now that was our version of mountain bike racing

Daammn!

Do you see why it's amazing

When someone comes out of such a dire situation

And learns the English language

Just to share his observation!

Probably get a Grammy without a grammar education

So f**k you school and f**k you immigration!

And all of you who thought I wouldn't amount to constipation

And now I'm here without the slightest fear and reservation

They love me in the slums and in the native reservations

The world is a ghetto administerin' deprivation

My mommy didn't raise no fool did she hooyo?

I promise I would get it and remain strictly loyal

Cause when they get it then they let it all switch and spoil

But I just illuminated it like kitchen foil

A lot of mainstream n**s is yappin' about yappin'

A lot of underground n**s is rappin' about rappin'

I just wanna tell you what's really crackalackan

Before the tears came down this is what happened

So what you know about the pirates terrorize the ocean?

To never know a simple day without a big commotion?

It can't be healthy just to live with such a steep emotion

And when I try and sleep, I see coffins closin'. (Repeat)