Locals Only

[Intro: Bill] Yeah, it's Bill, from the City of Steel Yeah, look... [Verse 1] Picture perfect with the verse, I put them in hearses Script the verdict from the city that I've immersed in Kids I worked with used to grip the purses, hitting licks Splurging; we were always into digging dirt Steel City, getting worked on in the state that makes [?] Then it hits the fourth, cops want me sent, of course In the city park, getting every cent I bought Feel the stress of every coffin its heavenly and gone Meant to be the strong arm, severed beats a crawl on Hard as concrete, my socks 11 feet walks from Never fight fear, my Nike Airs and my Vans on the board I'm the motherfucking man here or course 22 'course using the wrong utensils Now I'm in the booth, abusing these instrumentals It's essential so we map the plan, villain of the camp That's my stance here, Dapper Dan [Hook] Light captured, all critics Shit, I lit, I serve, the mark is authentic I'm a let these high rollers know You give a fuck how I roll, it's locals only so... Light captured, all critics Shit, I lit, I serve, the mark is authentic I'm a let these high rollers know You give a fuck how I roll, it's locals only so... [Verse 2] From a city that's more gritty than [?] Riding pretty Bindis up the 50's and the 20's I've been ready just got to gather my thoughts Never went to college so this isn't Asher Roth Back to cause, gave my life to be this artist I wonder what art is, cause most of y'all are garbage So I started it's rebirth, we're back to this Even though we weren't getting past like gymnastic flips Who gets last laugh, better do the math fast If you do it half-assed you'll get chewed and spat fast At last, I'm getting work around the atlas Always writing verses like my hooks need practice Now you have it, bad manners so they can't stand us Saran grams hand-in-hands till the fans ran up Still dirty but I'm on the line to positive Cause hip hop's locked to the apocalypse [Hook]