Hit-Boy - Somewhereinamerica (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] Shoutout to old j**els and old school All the L Cools and all the Slick Rules EPMDs and all the Rakims Every Snoop, Dre & Em that came before him I'm an old soul, standing at the crossroads Putting soul into my tapes like I'm Loso Got more issues in my catalog than Rolling Stone They'll outlast me and grow long after I am bones Didn't grow up in the projects But I knew n***as pushing weight like BowFlex Uh, P90 next to the waffle maker Half you n***as out there are some type of haters Young and brown from around town In my own circle is where I stay bound All you trigger happy George Z's I'll see you all later when it goes down No justice for Trayvon, Marissa Alexander from her kids gone Feds still lurking, Snowden getting murked, the government's putting work in Living life without the long arm of the law Police staring at ya boy whenever he's abroad Pachuco gangster as civilian, no uniform No pariah, a messiah with this ice, it's time to thaw They tryna take my top off like take your pick JFK or the Lincoln that he was shot in It's time to wake up, not bake up You getting shook up, so look up You see the scales are tipping So either get out or get up I'm keeping it extra dirty I'm outchea looking for Miss Curvy Cuz if Mac got Ariana I'm calling dibs on Jennette McCurdy Gone