Blame Don Imus

And my return, is more like a re-up
I hold a hold like a tea-cup
World in one hand, while the other hand throw a peace up
My other hand throwing We without the e up
I got like five more man I'm something like sheefa
In the fall of Rome number four Delux
See I've been around the world like the nomb
But I come from a zone where the homes are beat up
The folks unknown and the stones all meet up
Police tap my phone and ma's own on speaker
Said he's back with poems got their domes all leaked up
To get back on the thrown and become young leaders
Oprah put it on my culture now if that ain't wrong
Imus got it from the rhymers now if that ain't blown
They gave my man forty four now if that ain't long
I put it all on my shoulders now if that ain't strong
I made it out alive from the streets of the westside C-H-I
Now if that ain't home you better tell em
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