With the hunger of a Chris Wallace back in ´94 I like to welcome y´all to rock with PG´s youngest ball From the bottom of the pot, yea i´m the Pitts of the Burgh
With the kids on the curb, and small time, is pitching the herb I´m back, and those who didn´t previously know what i´m crack To the people, i´m legalized the lethal We all got problems involving the root of evil But they caught me non-dodging, long arming the people, yup! And for the record, I ain´t no half stepper I rose from the city of steel, the streets greedy for real Cats chasing their paper, thats basic Mathematics, hate to run the streets but took a staff at it As I look back at hard it seems I remember when this music thing was all but a dream But i´m here for my city
And can´t name no one that´s near fucking with me I´m ´bout to make history
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