(Intro:) Hahaa, whats up It's ya boy dNA in the house... What you know about the North side of Rivercity? Fredericton, New Brunswick? What you know about Hammertown... What you know about Devon.. and Naa'sis... Yo... (Verse 1:) Yo, kids wearin' sneakers that's too small for their feet cuz their parents smoke crack and live life in the streets Gotta cheat just to make it alive Alleyways full of crime, over here, only the strong survive Either get tough, or get stuck with hypodermics Don't show an old dog new tricks, he might just learn it Somebody gets shot, chances are they quite deserve it; the residents are anything but perfect (Yup..) Every day I see the same old broken-down car out in front of the local North Star Sports Bar All the Doone Street kids got F's on report cards, it's hard to live in poverty and grow up scarred Hopin you might win the lottery or even get a job at the nearby market but you're treated like a slob Only choice that we got is to steal, take and rob - We're Northsiders, bitch, we don't give a fuck at all (((CHORUS))) Cuz there is always hope, even if it is subtle There's always a bright light at the end of the tunnel, yeahh This is the North Side This is how we roll deep when we ride, without question Cuz there is always hope, even if it is subtle There's always a bright light at the end of the tunnel, yeahh This is the North Side This is how we roll deep when we ride (Verse 2) From Devon to Naa'sis, you could get your ass kicked just for lookin like a rich-ass kid with plastic Shit is drastic; gotta leave your wallet at home and walk the streets with a pellet gun, pretending it's chrome.. Hammertown, son, smack up your dome White kids, black kids, native kids: we gotta back up our homes We get a welfare cheque - the shit gets drank, until we're drunk enough to hold up the fucking job bank Believe it? No pranks Receive it, no thanks, North Side honeys can't be trusted, they're fuckin' skanks and they know it They walk around and show it like they got it... Cougars looking like they're fuckin' leopards, cuz they're spotted The liquor store's about the only business we've got; besides Murr sellin' pot, blowin smoke in your face This whole fuckin side of the river is a disgrace Webster ain't got words to describe this place, be(cuz)... (((CHORUS))) (Cuz) there is always hope, even if it is subtle There's always a bright light at the end of the tunnel, yeahh This is the North Side This is how we roll deep when we ride, without question Cuz there is always hope, even if it is subtle There's always a bright light at the end of the tunnel, yeahh This is the North Side This is how we roll deep when we ride... (Verse 3) Gunshots 'n kids carry metal lunchboxes At the Broken Bridge with a 40 of that hot shit Straight R&R shots, bitch, kickin' topics; Chicken in a box from the native supermarket F****** wanna start shit? Stay in your apartment, and sell hillbilly heroin, like OxyContin Hand-me-down garments, plenty federal charges; Squad car trips to the police station "I told you pigs a hundred TIMES that I don't eat bacon! Get the fuck up off my back, yo these cuffs are chafin'... " That's a normal, everyday struggle on the North Side: Stealing cars is commonly known as 'borrowing rides' Every couple be like Bonnie & Clyde ............................................ (((CHORUS))) Cuz there is always hope, even if it is subtle There's always a bright light at the end of the tunnel, yeahh This is the North Side This is how we roll deep when we ride, without question Cuz there is always hope, even if it is subtle There's always a bright light at the end of the tunnel, yeahh This is the North Side This is how we roll deep when we ride (Yup...)

Writin' since 14, been ill since 9 I'll shoot your fuckin' watch off, just to kill some time... (lyrics coming soon!)

(Verse 1: Monark) I'm cookin' food in the PJs in my PJs; Eatin' P&J sandwiches without the crust Chocolate milk with the swirl straw, loafers on, Mama's been up and gone She said we had some Lucky Charm leprechauns in the house (yes yes) My brother's kinda complex Doesn't need a spoon; hoovers food like Yogi and Boo Boo do He's old school, _____ with the tofu

(Chorus) Hate don't know no bounds I'm hangin onto my ground, hope I don't go down I'm talkin' (HATE) Anger takin' your place; manage it, before it damages all in its wake We suffer great for the (HATE) Sheddin' doubt on you I'm feeling hate? I'm gonna shout on you cuz you're a fuckin disgrace I'm talkin (HATE) You gotta let that shit slide Keep on living your lives That fuckin' hate shit'll eat you alive I'm talkin hate (Verse 1) Let me demonstrate this flow like menstruate Deep like when I penetrate, breathe and ventilate, you suckas: better get in shape. Featherweight; my letters make sense, then levitate Take you higher, to a better place on the center stage Dark soda-drinker, left-blinker/right-turn thinker... I carry kitchen sinks on me at all times.. Stay prepared like Boy Scouts; I keep my game on lock like the front door of almost every Detroit house Repeat my words, they burn and make your voice melt Awkward feelin's, I burn[auburn] ceilings; More prison cells than white cells Correct: neck-peckin' cheque You get your chin checked, like voicemail... Bellboys shufflin' coat-racks Plugged in the Matrix by a phone jack My VISA Gold maxed, no cash left, open vault latch Urban assault rap A-K's spray the audience, displaying confidence every day... I'm on that conscious tip Hip-hoppin' philosophers, prosperous doctors living well-off in marvelous mansions and fancy-ass offices Taunting them proper while monitoring, watching their progress - The Gentle Giant of Sweet Science, cloning: multiplying A stone can become a diamond, so I can become a legend High up on the edge I'll climb to the sky, and dive to my death and when the time comes to meet God, with my luck, the gates will be locked... Power-off, I'm erasing my thoughts With these foes babbling prose, battling pro's [____________________] ....with more crack than the snap of a bone, Sit my ass on my throne in my castle alone, with the feds tappin my phone, you can't ask me for dope; Then yo ass'll get broke down, callin' Capital Tow: 5-0-6; pick up stix, bitch, stack 'em n go - Traveling roads off the beaten path, tracking through snow My wrath is so cold, I could turn crack back into blow, yo (Chorus) Hate don't know no bounds I'm hangin onto my ground, hope I don't go down I'm talkin' (HATE) Anger takin' your place; manage it, before it damages all in its wake We suffer great for the (HATE) Sheddin' doubt on you I'm feeling hate? I'm gonna shout on you cuz you're a fuckin disgrace I'm talkin (HATE) You gotta let that shit slide Keep on living your lives That fuckin' hate shit'll eat you alive I'm talkin hate (Verse 2) At night, I can't sleep: a cause for concern Can't remember what I've been taught but I've learned not to discern Transfer it like a cough with a germ... Awesome at playing possum; cuz things are NOT what they seem; not what you've seen, and not what you've heard Next lane, cross n then merge... Quiet-spoken? Not in so many words... I got lots on my mind, all the time, stay on my grind... 9-to-5, shimmer/shine, fancy dinner and wine? Yeah, right! Air-tight when I draw breath Hike on my conquest - Might steal your life if you walk life, but talk death.... Done? Not quite; Gotta heat the sauce next; Won battles/lost bets, drum rattles BEAT like a sinner... Got a fork and mouth, but still can't eat: like a river So hungry, I'd get a single slice'a pizza delivered Bringin' heat in December; Music so cold, fans got ghetto-blasters in their freezers and shiver, yooo (Chorus) Hate don't know no bounds I'm hangin onto my ground, hope I don't go down I'm talkin' (HATE) Anger takin' your place; manage it, before it damages all in its wake We suffer great for the (HATE) Sheddin' doubt on you I'm feeling hate? I'm gonna shout on you cuz you're a fuckin disgrace I'm talkin (HATE) You gotta let that shit slide Keep on living your lives That fuckin' hate shit'll eat you alive I'm talkin hate Hate don't know no bounds I'm hangin onto my ground, hope I don't go down I'm talkin' (HATE) Anger takin' your place; manage it, before it damages all in its wake We suffer great for the (HATE) Sheddin' doubt on you I'm feeling hate? I'm gonna shout on you cuz you're a fuckin disgrace I'm talkin (HATE) You gotta let that shit slide Keep on living your lives That fuckin' hate shit'll eat you alive I'm talkin' HATE. HATE. HATE. HATE. HATE. HATE. HATE.