Kardinal Offishall - Reppin For My City lyrics

Hook 2X: I'm black till I die, I'm young and I'm fly Putting in work I'm fly til I die Getting paper ride or die I'm puttin in work I'm steady steady reppin for my city ya ya Steady steady reppin for my city ya ya Yaga, from the city a hit makers We born cold so imagine what the heat make us From a city where its forbidden to breed fakers Nash on your team, still yelling beat Lakers The realest people never get they story told I'm ghostwriting the industry, n***a money owed You aint made enough if you see your money fold Whats in my wallets is never less than my area code I only beef wit the butcher whos handling orders The only secrets that I have is with customs and borders Throughout my true religions looking for my true religion God over everything, reporting from hells kitchen [Hook 2X:] Yaga, I'm from a city of broken dreams So we get it eyes open from the Asia team Hard to imagine where I'm from has a million fiends The dynamics of cities breeding a hundred kings The true measure of this man is not measured in metric Ya I said so, who I had s** with I'm six foot four, with no interest in free throws (Welcome to my city) They still blasting the peep hole My city a lot better than that international Well let me tell you it's bigger than rap This for the kids from the ghetto Who never settle and know that we will take over the earth hello I'm tryin to be better fellow, pedal to the medal i'm a rebel Living on a higher level like, trouble, this trouble, and i do it For this struggle, never buckle tryin to make my money double 'fore I make it out the huddle, break [Hook 2X:] The media say when things go wrong this can't be our city How you mean? 365 yin and the yang we just don't talk about it From Jane strip to Crenshaw, one love From T dot to Nigeria we the same blood, Anywhere on the planet you look like me They may pat you down and ask you to produce I.D. Without the criminals we wouldn't really need police So it's understandable why we do not get no peace Yo, every cop ain't a threat and every brother aint' dealing Yo every rapper ain't lying but most will say what's appealing I got a stick to a code, honour people who died Every soldier who fought to Malcolm and civil rights If every day is like Christmas and every night is like Eve Then every day I'mma celebrate yo it's good to be me [Hook 2X:] Big up my city We don't move like y'all We don't dress like y'all We don't flex like y'all Ya know I mean One love