Magnetic - That Place Lyrics
I grew up in the dark for 9 months,1-21-76 my time was up/To see the light planet of the earth they call,Where we got these demons stomping mud holes in the floor/Making it real hard for a brother to eat,The only opportunity i had was the streets/So i made that choose pick that devil road,Dropped out of school real early just to get up my close/Stay fresh and clean young always got that butter,Roll up dutch on the block no matter the weather/Running hard bugging out with no since of direction,The only thing that i confined is my 9 for protection/Love the block just like i love my mother,Get war flash backs reminding me of my father/I keep a aroma growing in the streets of n.y.,Big c that's always live where people do or die/That place that i grew up is right here out of theseStreets where thugs is always carrying heat playingEvery game out here for keeps/I grow up in the heart of Spanish Harlem,Where true thugs stomp the ground stating up problem/Everyday is 4 of July no matter the weather,Every other day they come out with brand new leathers/Down the strip of the ave it's like a red carpet,Looking like you up in Hollywood all in the mix/Doing the damn thing knowing that you crunching the block,This is the ghetto for real and it ain't gonna stop/I'm loving it do cause i'm ghetto all in the heart,The place of my birth where i learn about them dartsHow to aim straight ***** back squeeze the trigga,How to roll up get high won't even miss you/Clean up the mass play a part of a mortician,Going home to your family while you missing/Chef up in the kitchen smelling the food,At the round table eating food i'm breaking the news/That place that i grew up is right here out of theseStreets where thugs is always carrying heat playingEvery game out here for keepsThat place that grew up mad is ruff ass f**k,Every corner every block you hear a n***a get stuck/Every second every hour hear them guns go off,On the news you hear Spanish Harlem eating the core/Spitting out seeds cause we ain't that type of breed,Mad ave, park lex, we make them bleed/3rd to 1th we carve them down like wood,Got the hood wilding out i wish you would/Cause we hood by nature thug ed out in the heart,For fun we trace bodies in the dark with white chalk/So we can see better every time we body another,We always out on the strip no matter the weather/Never at reason cause the money out here is good,Ever since a little g i always love my hood/
