Where im from aint nuttin funny/ kids pay tuition fees with weed moneythe greed got em scheming/ the neighbhours know we dont workbut we live how they be dreaming/ i let bullshit slide and wyld outRock Hoodies and timbz all week and just change the coloursHeckers use cell phones to change your bank balanceDrag racers design the street/ pot heads hot box a roomtill it becomes worst than a gas chanber to breathdirty cops finger f*** their nieceindia shops sell rocks and pillsthe plot thickens and the grime gets ur wick pealedthe hood gets hot for centuries thats why a 13 year old would keep a biscuit like a bakerysnicthies gettheir eyes pasted with red curryif home is hell then their beds are at the cemitary