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(1st verse)Levantore!Yeah, it's just ghetto, kid test the devil to hit the next levelWish they was a rebel with cerebral metalInflex the bezzle with the peddle to the metalIn a thug's paradise where love have a priceSo we love for life like thugs love the nightThey sell drugs for ice for the Benz with bug lightsSome hug mics to the world, hung like parasitesThe likes lethal, the mics lead youA sneak preview, watch what we do and what the hood teach youI still see through the eye of a needleSo I can watch people cause slug backwards is evil(2nd verse)Levantore!Yo, what's this? Yo bust this. Yo it's time to up liftThey think all we do is bust clips and puff splifsAnd plush whips and clutch chips and touch chicksFlont rocks like Fort Knox and hog blocksTaunt cops with more props and we want notPanhandling with your mans and themScrambling, gambling, plans to winWhile the cops clock em, thieves flock emWomen watch em, traders wanna top emAy yo what's the problemBefore the narcs knock em opposite playas plot to rob emThe ghetto got em, my man said it's rough at the bottom(3rd verse)Levantore!Ghetto alert, let's do whatever work to get rid of the curseWe went from 1st to America's worstOn this competitive turf, now let's inherit the earthThere's more prize for one another, and call shots12:00 til the next ball dropAll year around plus they shuffle non stopYou think it's rough at the bottom, it's even rougher on topMy peeps gonna have to reach and turn for meAnd everybody's side of the street'll be cellyAin't nothing funny, burn plenty and burn moneyAnd earn money and watch the century turn 20(4th verse)Levantore!We all should, from the woods to the big city and the small hoodEverybody should be welcome to the ball if we all could,But we fall cause we brawl, yo it ain't all goodWe need to play right, stay tight with ya air alightKeep your game tight, no need to play trifeGet cheese from the daylight to the late nightAnd it's shouldn't take death to appreciate lifeBefore a lot parish, we got to cherish if Allah let usLet's give prop and merits till the block flourishIn this metropolis, stay on top of thisYou know what the prophet is, be prosperous(5th verse)Levantore!Now we networkingRespect the next person, it'll be less hurtingOr left lurkin, while we kept our dreads workingConnect set for certain, total networkingLast chance to advance and stash grandsIf you have plans to have fam and mad landOwn shine, condone crime or hold 9sI know what the problem is, killing our own kindTo my flame throwers, train sober, remain soldiersStay sane so these pretty dames can hold usTerror terrain rollers and Range Rovers so the train goersClaim your fame, maintain, till your game's over(6th verse)Levantore!Ghetto alert, let's do whatever work to get rid of the curseWe went from 1st to America's worstOn this competitive turf, now let's inherit the earthThere's more prize for one another, and call shots12:00 til the next ball dropAll year around plus they shuffle non stopYou think it's rough at the bottom, it's even rougher on topMy peeps gonna have to reach and turn for meAnd everybody's side of the street'll be cellyAin't nothing funny, burn plenty and burn moneyAnd earn money and watch the century turn 20Levantore!
Griffin, William / Padilla, Victor / Lawrence, Ronald Anthony
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