A o A o A o You may not know What that means You would be hiding under your sheets As the boys in boots tap there feet to the beat if you grew up on my street. You'd know the heat Eating beans and bread Potatoes and butter You could die Walking through the gutter.. You stay under cover Close ya shutters listen to the mutters Gangstas out my way are coldblooded Holes in their brain Now I've been lost in that smoke Took 1 too many tokes Chasing the mother fucking dragon Doing all that bagging Swagging with a peice in my pants Waiting for someone to advance on me. You'd get lost in a trance Watching me dance 3 2 the 4 I'd put you on the floor No need for more No need for gore I'm hard core Don't need to pull The gun for you to run I don't talk trash on anyone's Mum, I know better My mumma raised 8 kids on her own Taught herself to design websites When my Daddy Died She went from strong and harsh to weak Then she got up again With the weight of the world on her back. She climbed so that we could be fed. She put food on the table Taught not to fable She sacrificed a lot for us Not to say that we didn't experience a lot of pain. no one there to look after us. Some older brothers lost the plot Couldn't handle the pressure Exploded and did some things that no one needs to know. That's my brothers and the secrets safe with me. That's what I'd do for family. Ao Ao ao That's Aoteroa New Zealand South Auckland The dirty mouth side Dirty hog ride side you can't choose Where to be born So now I'm proud of my hood It's done me no good But I've seen the pain on my terain And I need to make a difference. Make sure that more stories like mine do not keep happening. It's not fair to be burdened by the past My knowledge is vast I've let it go like an old cast Thinking forward Slowing the drinking and sinking Staying away from temptation and saving my money, I am not the type to flex. I know what it's like to have nothing. To be on your own