| It was raised in the sunshine city
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| In the middle of sex, drugs, girls that’s pretty
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| Guess I made a left down the right down route
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| If I made a right they couldn’t have pulled me out
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| As I take a look down the projects blocks
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| See they filled with pain and I’ma block that out
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| Cause I got a job to protect and serve
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| And I’m gon do it, homie, that’s my word
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| But I’m your badge but I’m your gun
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| And all my niggas told me that I was on one
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| I guess it was something in my heart that told me
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| Cause when I was young I used to hate the police
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| But this is my calling that’s my take
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| I never would’ve thought end up as Jake
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| But I’m do my best just to keep my brain
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| Cause in this city homies it’s hard to stay sane
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| As I walk the line
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| The city is mine
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| Just don’t cross the line
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| The city is mine
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| As I walk the line
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| The city is mine
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| Just don’t cross the line
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| Welcome to Miami where the killers dwell
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| And I specialize in putting them in a jail cell
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| I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
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| Please don’t hate me for the badge I ware
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| Please don’t hate me cause your man ain’t there
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| I tried to warn him, he ain’t care
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| It’s a dirty job and somebody gotta do it
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| Got to make sure your kids safe at school
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| But I’m your badge but I’m your gun
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| I got a bad attitude so you better run
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| I’m about to clean the streets
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| And I sweep’em if I have to
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| You got guns, we got guns too
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| And I bet we got mo' guns than you
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| A message from Miami’s finest don’t sleep
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| If we catch yo ass on the creep
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| We gon' take the dope, the money and leave a case you can’t beat
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| As I walk the line
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| The city is mine
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| Just don’t cross the line
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| The city is mine
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| As I walk the line
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| The city is mine
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| Just don’t cross the line
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| The city is mine
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| (Don't you try, the city is mine)
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| As I walk the line
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| The city is mine
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| Just don’t cross the line
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| The city is mine |