Mr. Rogers

(Intro)
Ladies and gentlemen, let's put our hands together for the astonishment

(Verse)
Mane, I miss May Zane
Bring on my deals and can em bizz bad
Where you don't have to be a baller but a shaved crae
And you don't have to be a star to see niggas put you in the game
Try not to give stack, you're pitchin' like a quarterback
When people come, you betta be prepared to run a four flag
Love the trap, Katrina washed away all that
I love to see the day we get it all back

(Hook: The Fifth Dimension - Ashes To Ashes)
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
And Mr. Rogers never came to my hood
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
Ah, ah, ah, I'm just revivin' my hood
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
Oh, oh-no, not in my hood
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
You, you couldn't survive in my hood

(Verse 2)
Mind from K-Ville, KE choppa time
Make like a tree and leave, or get chopped down
Every corner is a stop sign, stop now
Or get turned out
See, these chuns go and scope shit, ye think they gettin' turned down!
You from where I'm from, then turn this stuff loud
Ain't a Katrina song, old sad sing-along
This that cold world shit, keep a heater in your home
You ain't gotta be from Saint Lou to get your evil on
First you dance that eagle out then you start to squeeze a home
T-Shirt (what they sayn?) rest in peace on
And on the back they sayn bring my people home
Man

(Hook: The Fifth Dimension - Ashes To Ashes)
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
And Mr. Rogers never came to my hood
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
Ah, ah, ah, I'm just revivin' my hood
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
Oh, oh-no, not in my hood
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
You, you couldn't survive in my hood

(Verse 3)
Man, I'm a straight street nigga, you can't tell?
You don't hear my tales of all my niggas up in jail?
Man, I'm tired of seeing all my people get killed
They tearin' down the hood but ain't talkin' rebuild
It's like no matter how much we try, we fail
No matter how much I came up, I failed
It's all about givin' up, we give it all we got
But feel like we don't give enough
You ain't a reallionaire just because you ain't real enough
Oh, you a hot head? I just might take your temperature
Bitch, I'm from where they go 'click-clack' and give it up
Get 'em back, don't rat and yes, we trust
Where I grew up

(Hook: The Fifth Dimension - Ashes To Ashes)
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
And Mr. Rogers never came to my hood
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
Ah, ah, ah, I'm just revivin' my hood
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
Oh, oh-no, not in my hood
(They're tearing down the street where I grew up)
You, you couldn't survive in my hood