Lyrics

[Intro] Let's do the Eastside one time Metro North, East river, Wilson, Club 99 Jefferson, Charleston, A.K., Jackie Rob, Clinton, Taft, Carver Lakeview, 1990, Wagner, Taihino, Harlem [Verse 1: Cam'ron] I don't care if you a old head, or a young buck I'm not a elevator, I'm no come-up Nor do I go down, do like Brand Nubian, slow down Whole clique, blow pounds Silencers steady, that's no sound Circle ya block ock, merry-go-round Here we go now, I'm the owner You the pitcher, this block is your mound Buildin' a beast so villains can eat I reside on the West, chilled on the East If I say that I rock, then sayin' is gossip I lived in the nine, stayed in the projects Scored 39 then I wait for a profit Taught, pull the 9 then I spray up a object Homie, don't confuse me, pardon mine I'm the Harlem World Karlton Hines Get it right nigga [Chorus: G Dep sample] A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin' the scripture the picture they painted for me Knew what it wasn't, it wasn't to gain a degree Rippin' and runnin', they gunnin' and aimin' for me A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin' the scripture the picture they painted for me [Verse 2: Cam'ron] Killa, uh, uh.. I don't really buy jewelry, I take 'em I don't listen to artists dog, I break 'em I don't really look at movies, I make 'em I'm filet mignon, and you a steak-um Any beef, I'ma open it probably I got some dudes hopin' ya try me I got hoes, sell coke in a lobby I'm rich bitch, sellin' dope is a hobby You peepin' at candy, heat did they hand me I be in the Lamby, you with your family Talkin' gangsta, the church ya visit You're roller bladin', circus and picnics The underworld, the circuit I live in You keep your biscuit, we're workin' with chickens That's the rules that were laid to me Why you think they call me KFC You don't know me homie [Chorus: G Dep sample] A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin' the scripture the picture they painted for me Knew what it wasn't, it wasn't to gain a degree Rippin' and runnin', they gunnin' and aimin' for me A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin' the scripture the picture they painted for me [Verse 3: Cam'ron] Killa, Killa.. '91 to '96, yeah Harlem was out Grant's Tomb, balled out in Laguardia house Huh, stand in the lobby, Cam and his posse Steak and cheese sandwich from Heaugies It come to her-on, the biggest of Dons Since, Guy and Nicky, Fisher and Barnes (snitch) Triggers and bombs, hit the alarm I would, kick in the door, click on ya moms I fell to the arm, in jail we roasted If bail was there, bail got posted Like, in Boston at one point boo The bail it was 1 point 2, get the money nigga [Chorus: G Dep sample] A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin' the scripture the picture they painted for me Knew what it wasn't, it wasn't to gain a degree Rippin' and runnin', they gunnin' and aimin' for me A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin' the scripture the picture they painted for me