BRONX PRIDE 2
Let's pan back to University Heights
from my first chelo game soliciting Nike
funds to support brothers seeking fame
building on pop-lockin my way to just to
become a thought
but of course, the older dudes were the rude ones
out to provoke the weak and broke
with 40s and blunt smoke
was so drawn in to taking them bus rides
Concourse Bx# 1 & 2
from the County Courthouse to Fordham
ignorin the boredom, so I armed myself with a pen
and fought em
caught whiplashes from asses wigglin in the hottest summer
149th & 3rd, Hub Central to the curb
Fat Joe's 560, and them kats stayed hungry
every new fat goose and denim, no one looked bummy
you wanted somethin from me, you better fight me to take it
displacing lyrical dreams and hard knock attitude
blended with Boogie down state of mind
realizing the realization of the realness building
trust me, the Bronx is known for more than the Yanks
and abandoned buildings
ask DJ Chubby Chubb, the god was there
Boston Road and Baychester, the yardies lived there
EZ Al from Nelson formed his own clique
after Methodone Tone got stoned by his own shit
big things in Little Italy were critically on pedastal bound
big kids from Kingsbridge, we want ours now
shufflin out to Throggs Neck & Pelham.......
that's what we call "White Bronx"
rode on skates to Allerton without debate
when all you had was a quarter
to communicate
way before Sprint and Cingular and dot coms
used to walk to White Plains Rd to drop bombs
my nerves calm only when the music blast louder
that's the only thing I had left in me
but next I see....
B-boys and graff heads stompin on ya grounds
"CAP~ONE" and "SANE'S"name on the # 1 line one time
Clinton H.S. when I wrote my first rhyme
Sedgwick and River Park Projects
there were people all over,they couldn't stop it
the streets were ruled by prophets and kings
cocked my Gun Hill Rd, where I bought my first rings
Fordham was the mecca of ghetto shopping
Alexander's, Crazy Eddie and V.I.M. was poppin
tried to view every flick that was ever released
but was too young to watch Porky's 1, 2, & 3
trials and tribulations of the Pelon set
R.I.P. to Bumpurs, Stewart, Diallo.....
we'll never forget
my blood boils with turmoil, let's take the man down
The Baez Family grieving, but still achieivng
but believe, we're back
and the hunger still lives
I'm Major Deagan seekin the truth
for all my youth and the wise old man
feedin his pigeons on Courtlandt Van
let's connect deep for the occasion
Lincoln Hospitable, so pitiful, it's critical
I lock myself in the Bronx Zoo
till I'm through with my writings
I cut myself thinking with a sharp mind
mentally fighting
and don't dare stir up some nerd up,
bound to get hurt up......
I'd rather stay buried, curried, fried in my book
don't you even look......
I will remain the University Avenue outsider
and continue to be the lone rider
opening closed eyes and closing open wounds
deep so the other boros can feel it
So there, allow me to swallow my pride
and throw up my self-worth
where the people are fresh.......
Bronx keeps creatin it
creatin it
creatin it
creatin it