845

[Kinetics]: I'm from a...little valley, opposite coast of Cali Where they slice you in the face for battling in an alley I thought the underground would last forever Hit the Galleria for a Nike T when Mikey P had the black Integra Blunt cruisin' 'till my lungs bruisin' I could cypher in Poughkeepsie and Monticello would bump to it Even back then you saw the hunger in my eyes So when I got the dinner plate, yo I ATE FOUR FIVE But if I go global, I'mma represent my local Even though it's called Sunoco, I still be goin' to Coastal I used to hit up SoLoW for a cypher and a cup of liquor And spit it retarded like the fish are in the Hudson River But for every friend, there were seven haters Who talked a lot of shit and told me I would never make it Who said I couldn't rap cause I wasn't poor enough All that meant to me was that I wasn't rich enough I was stuck in the middle, and so I stuck a middle finger up Attitude like I don't give a fuck I hate to admit it, there were times I was ashamed Cause no one ever even heard of Haldane, or my family name So I set out on a mission, didn't stop 'till I accomplished it And now my name is found on an album on six continents So I promise where you from will never hinder you To the 845, I'll always cherish and remember you