Green Olives

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[Intro] Forgotten memories returned to me Old songs, old faces I wandered in many lands and cities and yet I felt the magnetic pull of home And why? This little town and the immortal yields around it were not the only home I had on Earth So bear with me and then farewell [Chorus] Stevie B's Spring Love bumping out the speaker box Grew up with the Puerto Ricans, used to rob sneaker spots Green olives and arroz con pollo Only white boy out in the hood, Han Solo [Verse 1] Wе used to rob Gordon Shoes, shopliftin' while thеy snooze Showin' off at school then made the morning news A group of teens left a worker's eye socket bruised Did a stickup like Bishop now I got the Juice My aunt Donna met Manny then they had Vanessa My little cousin beat a bitch ass if you test her Testarossa posters, arroz con pollo Ask the mayor of SoTo, I had the dopest Polo Was born in Willi Rico, lethal with the uno, dos Rappin' like a nuclear reactor, make the humans roast Summertime's like the surface of Mercury My tape inside the deck will dissect all the circuitry Drain car batteries, blow a fuse in the studio Underground sewer flow, super duper sucio Super Soakers, Fresh Prince and Super Mario Illmatic, Nasty Nas in an army coat Girls gone wild, showing titties on party boats Mike Tyson body blows, peace, adios Nobody's safe when all the jewelry is visible And Olivia Newton John's on, Let's Get Physical [Chorus] Stevie B's Spring Love bumping out the speaker box Grew up with them Puerto Ricans used to rob sneaker spots Green olives and arroz con pollo Only white boy out in the hood, Han Solo [Verse 2] Got clips fully loaded, always keep about three On some real Supreme shit, Come See About Me And I've been waiting for this moment like all of my life Ride around with Def Leppard tapes all through the night It's all for the mic, it's all for the fame Local dudes tryna get some pussy off of my name Like we used to go to Cumby's, we used to break apart a Philly And everybody know that Tony's is the heart of Willie My aunt Pam lived above it all throughout the eighties Me and Stacy drove my aunt Sandy fuckin' crazy Uncle Jeff played me rap while my mom worked All that shit made me the dopest rapper on Earth On the search for perfection, I'm flexin' like a Jedi Brain lifts up trains to bench press a semi Except I stay dressed black as Vader Always pack the laser to push back a hater It's a fact I majored, the maker of body piles I chuck to the crocodiles 'cause Hell is my domicile We took the dead D batteries out the box And chucked 'em like they was rocks at the neighborhood cops [Chorus] Stevie B's Spring Love bumping out the speaker box Grew up with them Puerto Ricans used to rob sneaker spots Green olives and arroz con pollo Only white boy out in the hood, Han Solo
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