HOMETOWN HEROES

"Good to me" x 4

So

"Fine" x 2

Verse (Frank):

Mama I'm the man that I promised, standing hand in nuts

Stranded on the land that our mamas fell on when our papas told'em "hit the dust"

Polished my phonics, smoke puffing out my comments

White folks choking on vomit, Monticello is the devil's dutch

Fuck the proper, be a prophet. Don't prophet on no cause & better not blow up you gon pop it

Don't grow up no no no no stop getting bitter, quivering, & coughing

You dropping off of that cliff? Better grip it like you gon cock it

I been clocking back at 12 now, pack weigh like 12 pounds

8th of the caps made me think I'm going to hell now

They banking that I settle down, but I will not stop

Till every single white felon in my Cell get heads chopped

Take a head shot, see if it'd pop or start bouncing

Boy I'm chilling till I call a parent pop without me mispronouncing

Them rebel rags making bullet blouses

Call another little boy a fag & Imma beat your mouth in

No mincing my words, don't mention my thousands

Mind your fucking business. If you think you hate me now

[Freestyle:] Then when I pull all up in Jimmy Fallon

With this fucking town in my pocket and start talking

You gon wish you wasn't fucking drowsy

Hook