| 2−7 that, you already know
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| And it really must have looked at but his homies
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| Is the bust from the old bar which have gone in the town
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| Where the fruiter or who dead both,
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| Think that how we ended up,
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| And the secret that some people do in tough here,
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| Could be rough here, if he’s parents come here from an.
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| And a whole put a better life, for the child in the education
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| But they ain’t got time to keep you nine and they working every day
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| They will never see what’s time at school, don’t teach you the devil does some.
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| But the polly kid, left and he was under vices
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| And you looking what they real force,
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| Only talk about us and doing crime playing sports
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| Standing at the dough line, I’m really caught,
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| Thinking and then fix all
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| Hook:
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| Look the boy is from this southside
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| And if you’re looking for the outside,
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| Some scared to death when they see us
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| 'cause every tense and they feature the boy from the southside,
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| But we represent the worse pride,
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| When you feel you come from the bottom
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| Till you reach the top and you stop the boys from the south side.
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| It’s about time when the people talking shit now,
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| Figure out why? |
| this town is so influential,
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| The real naughty park from the greatest central,
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| Culture or not is so instrumental,
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| But still we never acting like we too and then special
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| Don’t never let nobody still we all just criminals,
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| Round here really all it’s simple.
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| Praise there, struggle in city your place rare and the population
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| reed five. |
| it’s amazing, the most seven work under five the pay rent,
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| Go to church and things on, and pray for better days better payin the better
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| location
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| In case too spot over education, and dreaming one day to all last tape then
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| Some of exposed to the drugs and the gang land,
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| Think it’s cool and to get involved up in the camera right,
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| Got a lot of teens pushing grounds for the sea life,
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| 'cause the parents through the same things so it seems right,
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| It seem right the same. |
| is the same the product of,
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| Pride never. |
| so when I got my back like the tack I’m on tour
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| So this spot give back I’ll spare my awards,
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| Hook:
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| To the school to the south side,
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| If you’re looking for the outside,
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| Some scared to death when they see us
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| 'cause every tense and they feature the boy from the southside,
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| All good for nothing so f*ck em
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| Giving em no chance, just comfort,
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| If it was up to the cups and then judge
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| It’s the boys from the southside,
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| For the outlines, shout on sight, and we got crime
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| In the area if you got shine in the.
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| Only 'cause we broke tryin' to get, I will couch right
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| What’s going on and out much,
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| Six. |
| how we’re gonna get by, I don’t know the jet,
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| Leave, but we ain’t gonna wait in the dope line.
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| Yeah 2 6 7, land in the airo-plane,
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| Back with my parents came from the islands,
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| With the Bible in a pair of G’s
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| Tryin' to set up in a way to get to educate,
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| Shuts that’ll be five streets, mind to the free pot to the green pastors,
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| Around these paths, we were blessed with the big heart
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| We can see past on the E asses,
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| Or would you born I was gonna talk,
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| All about walk, he would gang with the drug speed,
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| How about our touch on how David long
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| You run the country wide with the thug speed,
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| Join walk am I run with the top long distance. |
| gonna track now,
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| With my hand up, then the hand down,
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| All our people stand down,.
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| In our back got the people southside,
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| Black white with the brown pride
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| Even yell is part of the future,
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| The boy a long superbe mixture,
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| Here from the southside, southside
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| Every. |
| shit, to the death
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| Walk with my head out high to the sky,
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| My T-shirt said southside till I die,
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| The boy from the southside,
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| The body’s outline, but then all right
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| You can see us so clearly,
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| I mean it looks like a shift go deary,
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| All this story. |
| and hood crowd cherry
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| Or the murder who. |
| like terry,
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| Numb with the son’s graduate from the earth sea,
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| Two six to the two seven to the 2- 9 of the. |
| nine of the herby |