.Yo, Iâve been Staten Island since eighty-five
My thing was rapping, ainât get a package âtil eighty- nine
That trick jacket, that bomber cracking that baby nine
That drug traffic, sell to your mama and maybe mine
Iâm so Staten, no need to smack 'em, no need to shine
You and th.
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