| On on, and on an, Downtown, downtown
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| The place that I’m chilling at is Down Town
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| Where people get the party on its Down Town, Down Town
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| When I’m skating with my posse, it’s Down Town Down Town
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| And If you wanna get live than come Down Town
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| I Place to be at, where we spit raps the DJ scratch B-boy's with the Air Tracks
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| Battle kats, Grafeedi, Jimmy’s smoking crack I rap a prayer,
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| 2 fingers in the air Party on with Bacardi kardi’s song Body guards folly’s on,
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| God’s army got me strong Rocking Psalms
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| Home to the homeless, dope Trojans and stone folk hopelessm, Coke addicts and
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| roach clips
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| Focus on the frontier, CN Towers Engineered, here, All my peers here, chill,
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| and spend years here
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| No the city, grab ye girl and look pretty, Flex a fifty, and give away ye
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| pennies
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| Not to be trusted, gang busted, and rugged
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| Tourists Subject to loss so keep your eyes on your luggage
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| Towns that never sleep, from New York to Wall Street Miles of
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| concrete that rocks without a beat
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| II
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| Down town, like new years countdown
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| Skate and crowd around till the police turn it out, Bounce to the next spot,
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| watch,
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| I scene a lot cops, I got caught stopped eating a vendor dog
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| Rep my cross I gotta be it, rap in coliseums
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| God I see him looking down daily and the weekend Seeing night life,
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| and the fights and the mic’s,
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| And the wrongs and the rights and the cause is the pride My side of the track,
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| is for truth and the facts
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| Where I’m going when I rap through God I’m intact
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| The fast pace of life, ye forget who ye are
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| Try to get that girl, or sup up your car Job, dialogue, the cost to get it all
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| You Got a 5 year plan but who’s there when ye fall There’s nothing wrong with
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| it downtowns explicit
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| Most peeps after it check it when ye visit
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| III
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| If you wanna chill above average Get passed the madness
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| Find Jesus of Nazareth or God fearing activists Toronto’s a classic,
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| and has all the matches The fashions corn rolls gadgets attractions
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| Traffic cars, girls, the ahhs Left a life of God, living by no man’s laws
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| Why’s the truth hard to see, when God’s in yer dreams Put it down, follow me,
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| Matthew 4: 19 Poisonous living, boy struck ye illin
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| My voicetrous opinion minds got ye thinking
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| The T-dot don’t stop or sleep
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| Watch clocks in streets, party blocks loose is
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| How we do is everything fair in the city?
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| Why don’t you ask the squeegees homeless, or the needy
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| Regardless or not, I still call it my home
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| Residing in the Downtown, land of broken souls. |