845

[Kinetics]:
I'm from a...little valley, opposite coast of Cali
Where they slice you in the face for battling in an alley
I thought the underground would last forever
Hit the Galleria for a Nike T when Mikey P had the black Integra
Blunt cruisin' 'till my lungs bruisin'
I could cypher in Poughkeepsie and Monticello would bump to it
Even back then you saw the hunger in my eyes
So when I got the dinner plate, yo I ATE FOUR FIVE
But if I go global, I'mma represent my local
Even though it's called Sunoco, I still be goin' to Coastal
I used to hit up SoLoW for a cypher and a cup of liquor
And spit it retarded like the fish are in the Hudson River
But for every friend, there were seven haters
Who talked a lot of shit and told me I would never make it
Who said I couldn't rap cause I wasn't poor enough
All that meant to me was that I wasn't rich enough
I was stuck in the middle, and so I stuck a middle finger up
Attitude like I don't give a fuck
I hate to admit it, there were times I was ashamed
Cause no one ever even heard of Haldane, or my family name
So I set out on a mission, didn't stop 'till I accomplished it
And now my name is found on an album on six continents
So I promise where you from will never hinder you
To the 845, I'll always cherish and remember you