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Philadelphia
Damn man
It's Philadelphia for ya right
Well they don't call it killadelphia for no reason
It go down
Let me walk you in
Another murder victim
Another dead body
Another homicide
Another mama cry
Racking up the body count
A hundred or more
And everybody's got a gun
Niggaz guns are galor
Shits killin everyday
Shootin every hour
This is the belly of the beast
Try not to be devoured
Niggaz on angles
Plotin on a dolla
If the wolves think ya coward
Then they comin at ya collar
Niggaz with money, respect niggaz with power
Killaz respect killaz
Nigga ain't a city wilder
Every time the news on
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They say a dude got shot or a dudes gone
And then they move on
It's like you gotta keep a tool on
I sing a true song
It's either move out or get moved on
That's why I'm always on my toes like ma shoes gone
Man it's like my sad blues song
And philadel o g's
They don't bang
Wear da blue holmes
They bang guns guns for the color green
Or the color white
Hit chu up and make you bleed red
And den your body turns blue
Den ya ass dead
Diss is real rap
I'm being so honest
I'm from a hot city
Full of cold violence
Tomorrows not promised
Day say we need guidance
For the deceased
One moment of silence
[Chorus:]
I was taught to stay real
And go on and get rich
Hold down ma city
While I was ridin for my click
From philly where everyday a nigga sent
Another life gets scheduled
The niggaz dismissed
Take a little ride with me
Take a little ride
Take a little ride with me
Take a little ride
Take a little ride as I bring you aside
To meet streets of the 215
Your all welcome
Jea rest in peace to all the lost ones
They soul at the crossroad
We all lost some
So wen I do it I gotta do it for them
Murder is the reason that we stick out like a soar thumb
Philly philly
The city where it go down
Where the murder rate go up
Niggaz thrown down
More beef more gun violence
Niggaz throw rounds
The people say we gotta slow up
We need at slow down
This ain't a movie
This reality
That's why I smoke L's till the ash burns off like calories
Shit you don't know how far I'd be
You got a better chance of getting hit
Way before you hit the lottery
Money on my mind
I'm just tryna get it
The big house and the morge
Two places I ain't tryna visit
To all my youngins if ya got a dream
Try to live it
And remember
The sky is the limit
[Chorus:]
I was taught to stay real
And go on and get rich
Hold down ma city
While I was ridin for my click
From philly where everyday a nigga sent
Another life gets scheduled
The niggaz dismissed
Take a little ride with me
Take a little ride
Take a little ride with me
Take a little ride
Take a little ride as I bring you aside
To meet streets of the 215
Your all welcome
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