C'mon, man My hood, my rules, my spot, my block I come from the place where you cock a Glock My grindin, my lines, my ice heart I'ma dodin' shots and I'm grindin' hard Brownsville Droppin' some rhymes, my life's on the line I'ma hustla and I'ma keep on the grind I've been walkin' this block for a long time I've been talkin' about it, yea nigga, explicit lines Simple niggas on the grind I don't mind if I'ma grow old in this spot Muhfucka, for sure you ain't no mind I'm growin' up and I'm on my own I'm practical man and my heart's cold as an icestone Why they askin' me how I do my thang? I ain't no gon' tell you anythin' 'bout my grand Nobody know nothin' 'bout my memories I'll be here in my hood waitin' on my enemies Yea, oh Lord I ain't down and I'll be in Brownsville forevermore My hood, my rules, my spot, my block I come from the place where you cock a Glock My grindin, my lines, my ice heart I'ma dodin' shots and I'm grindin' hard Brownsville Droppin' some rhymes, my life's on the line I'ma hustla and I'ma keep on the grind Nigga, for sure you know I'm from NY And now all I got left my rep and sharp lines Muhfucka, I don't know if I'm still on the grind And you care? Fuck that, nigga, I ain't no mind I ain't no politician tryna strut in public, man And I'm splatterin' ink on the paper like a few, man I'm from NY, nigga, it feelin' repetitive in this line? Nobody care 'bout the niggas that ain't got no shine But I got the shit everybody wanna get Yea, everybody wanna get that shit I wanna get My hood, my rules, my spot, my block I come from the place where you cock a Glock My grindin, my lines, my ice heart I'ma dodin' shots and I'm grindin' hard Brownsville Droppin' some rhymes, my life's on the line I'ma hustla and I'ma keep on the grind Man, I seen some things you wouldn't wanna see Same hustle, same old shit I did some things some niggas didn't wanna do That's what I always wanted Talkin' 'bout what my gun do We don't know if we'll be here for a long time Damn, let me get back to my grind My hood, my rules, my spot, my block I come from the place where you cock a Glock My grindin, my lines, my ice heart I'ma dodin' shots and I'm grindin' hard Brownsville Droppin' some rhymes, my life's on the line I'ma hustla and I'ma keep on the grind Yea, man Let me keep doin' my thang Nah, I ain't sellin' my soul Fuck it if you bustin' shots (yea) I'ma keep makin' my paper and I'ma gunnin' back, muhfucka Biggie Down