The Tale of 2 Cities

One, two

Hesami

This is a tale of two cities, the grail of rap music

Kane, Jay-Z, and Biggie, hail to Papooses

Fab, Maino, and Kwelis

Murda, Mos, and M.O.P.s

Boot Camp, AZ, and Joell Ortiz

Now, I'm on Kingsland Ave and Frost Street and GPT

That's abbreviation for Greenpoint, that BQE

Remember that Meeker Morgan exit where I grabbed that fish and cheese

Out of that Mickey D's on Nissan, Honda, Chevy? This is me (Ayy)

Blue wines and Styrofoam cups, and who's next for a cut?

My **** V, what up? (What up?)

Diddy was next up, McCarren Pool was closed

Williamsburg was a nope (Nope), dope bars just dope (Facts)

I would sit on the pier with instrumentals in my ear

Not knowing that pain would end up instrumental in my career

I just wanted to be nicer than my peers on mountain bikes

Ridin' and switchin' gears to a hood near you, like "Yo, who rhyme out here?"

Rap Cyphers, they're carrying crates for Cypher and Max Glaze

A clubbing underage, but not a minor

So signing majors and selling out them same clubs consecutively

No VIP where the executives be (Nah)

Just me and Dennis at the bar with the people, no entourage

Full of evil, I got bars, but we equal (Word)

Shit, some thought I was crazy, some thought I was Pharaoh

But they all knew I was reppin' my borough

Brooklyn

A Tale of Two Cities

Home sweet home, many places I roam, but I'm Brooklyn's own

A Tale of Two Cities

Home sweet home, many places I roam, but I'm Long Beach's own, come on

A Tale of Two Cities

Home sweet home, many places I roam, but I'm Brooklyn's own

A Tale of two cities

Home sweet home, many places I roam, but I'm Long Beach's own

I ain't grow up on easy street

My city activist Kelly Park on Easy Street

If you ain't with the shit, please, retreat

We don't post our crimes, we post rhymes all the G's retweet

Our national treasure's G-funk, our roots like a tree trunk

Gangsta rap fed us all, let a **** eat some

Lil **** with dreams to be somethin', mean muggin'

At the VIP with the heater tucked if I see somethin'

Warren on his motorcycle, Nate was in his limo

My life was hard as this instrumental, still was makin' demos

Freestylin' on the radio station, my favorite MO

Started rappin' with Dogg Pound, I made it to the kennel (Woof)

Kurupt and Daz blew up fuckin' fast

The Chronic album had the upper class undergrads puffin' grass

RBX was on a classic

Mr. Clark Kent, since you don't understand this West shit, I'ma give you a pass

Summertime in the LBC was The Dove Shack

Foesum and the Hostyle clique, shoutout to Quicc 2 Mac

Dynamic Certified, Tech, Jerz, my **** Pac

Big Krunch, and all them boys who brought the city back

Big Style, Chuckie Miller, 8 Ball, and L.C

Keith Clark, Drummer, Fudge Loc and B-TIP

Free Lil' Style and Nucc, this is L.B

R. I. P., Bad Azz, shouts to the double L Gs

TFA was Long Beach's Wu-Tang

The Black Knights of the North Star

My **** Wolf Wanggg and 2-Sane

The Twinz out of Poly Apartments, it was a crew thang

Tha Mexakinz with I-Man and Sin, spittin' that butane

You see Tray Deee and Goldie Loc

Just turn yourself around like the Hokey Poke

'Cause you don't want the smokey smoke

Domino and ½ Dead never fell for the Okie Doke

R. I. P. McGruff, shouts to J-Money and Cola Loc, Long Beach

Silva Satin too, this is a roll call (Yeah)

We all deserve murals, fill up the whole wall (Facts)

Last but not least, the mogul of Long Beach

Snoop Doggy Dogg, he did it for all of y'all and me

On God

Yeah, can't nobody tell me about this history of Long Beach, I was in the trenches

What up my **** Snake Eyes, Discreet Merchants, Hobo, Black Pooh, my **** Butch Cassidy

Ayy, I remember them cyphers with Moses, Sabotage, Underdog, my **** Gangsta, Pat T5, Kyrie the true God

Khalif the Punisher at E's bookstore on Atlantic and Hill

Long Beach history, ****

Big Flossy, he was there, Lil Flossy, he was there

Shit, Baby Flossy, he was there, too

At Ann House, over on Obispo, ****

Shondog, all the Eastwoods, ****

Shout out Sloan Bone and JC, the photographer Duke, man

I'm sorry, y'all, I'm sorry

I just gotta immortalize this shit so it lives forever

Let the record reflect

I never imagined I'd connect with the almighty borough of Brooklyn to tell my story

Let the record reflect

Alright, I'ma shut the fuck up now

The Tale of Two Cities