Cleveland

They call me m b
My rhymes is filthy
Bout to take u to a place
I call me city
Cleveland
Im reppin it
Till the die
Reppin 216
Till the day I fly
away
Hatin on cleveveland
Gets ya no time of day
Move out my way
U in my moneys way
Way of my money
Fake katt
u aint funny
Far from the richest
Almost the poorest
A true repper
Reps their city
Even when it don't flourish
A rose in the middle of concrete
Im a forest city repper
Shall I repeat
Respect my city
I respect urs
Meet me in Cleveland
Ill give u a tour

I'm getin my paper(paper)
Any way I can
Nobody else
Fresh as I am
I withstand
pain n strife
So young
Yet living the good life
Tearing thru ya home
Wit my axe of words
16 yrs of age
At the mall i splurge
Wit style substance n swagger
Like the hip hop awards
Ur not like me
Im on another accord
My style u can't afford
U still get paid for chores
While u sleep
Im getting money
I hate to snore
God then money
Family over friends
Getting my money
I stay with tight ends
Money dinero
Ya know what I mean
Just like in football
Im all over that green
Running past u clowns
Screaming
Run mychi run
Don't get mad at me
I jus rap for fun
Written 10-23-08