That Place

[Verse: Magnetic]
I grew up in the dark for 9 months
1-21-76 my time was up
To see the light planet of the earth they call
Where we got these demons stomping mud holes in the floor
Making it real hard for a brother to eat
The only opportunity I had was the streets
So I made that choose pick that devil road
Dropped out of school real early just to get up my close
Stay fresh and clean young always got that butter
Roll up dutch on the block no matter the weather
Running hard bugging out with no since of direction
The only thing that I confined is my 9 for protection
Love the block just like I love my mother
Get war flash backs reminding me of my father
I keep a aroma growing in the streets of N.Y.,
Big C that's always live where people do or die

[Hook]
That place that I grew up is right here out of these
Streets where thugs is always carrying heat playing
Every game out here for keeps

I grow up in the heart of Spanish Harlem
Where true thugs stomp the ground stating up problem
Everyday is 4 of July no matter the weather
Every other day they come out with brand new leathers
Down the strip of the ave it's like a red carpet
Looking like you up in Hollywood all in the mix
Doing the damn thing knowing that you crunching the block
This is the ghetto for real and it ain't gonna stop
I'm loving it do cause I'm ghetto all in the heart
The place of my birth where I learn about them darts
How to aim straight cock back squeeze the trigga
How to roll up get high won't even miss you
Clean up the mass play a part of a mortician
Going home to your family while you missing
Chef up in the kitchen smelling the food
At the round table eating food I'm breaking the news

[Hook]

That place that grew up mad is ruff ass fuck
Every corner every block you hear a nigga get stuck
Every second every hour hear them guns go off
On the news you hear Spanish Harlem eating the core
Spitting out seeds cause we ain't that type of breed
Mad ave, park lex, we make them bleed
3rd to 1th we carve them down like wood
Got the hood wilding out I wish you would
Cause we hood by nature thug ed out in the heart
For fun we trace bodies in the dark with white chalk
So we can see better every time we body another
We always out on the strip no matter the weather
Never at reason cause the money out here is good
Ever since a little G always love my hood