Intro

[Verse1] I was born in a city that's statistically the worst (Camden Jers) I came literally from the dirt Physically you see a smirk, spiritually I was murked (But it made me who I am) Now I'm lyrically berzerk Never thought rap was my calling, the game I was ignoring Started recording, now I'm all in I earned my name, bullying the booth But, y'all got Term to blame he pulled me in the booth Now I'm known for doing tracks harm when I rock Bounce on this beat, sorta like mom did to pop When we made our way to Haverhill Them same streets where I made my debut And I'm still in 'em, on tracks I spill venom I am killin' 'em. The team here, it's time for us to get in Flow God sent like I'm rhyming this from heaven I'm tryna make my city synonomous with legends. It's 9,7......8 [Verse 2] My life story, one mixed with strife and glory The individual who stand right before thee Grew up a hard knock, gained stripes as a shorty (Why's that?) Because the straight and narrow life really bored me Packed guns, but twice they had caught me Tears mom wiped reassured me This life isn't for me. Told Bob Nash plug in the mic and record me Now me and team rewriting history Because the shit that y'all writing is corny Got the rap game in a bad position And just to be clear, my music is passion driven So judge solely on the tracks I'm ripping Not cause of the packs I'm flipping, Gats I'm spitting Or cause I caught cases and sat in prison Yeah, I did jail time. Now that that's out the way Let the music speak for itself y'all let it play.......