Can I get some more coals?
Thank you
That concludes our story
And here we are (Oh)
From the 021 to the 416
23 years old, in the city where they kill
Back in 98 met the city that I love
In the 6 side caught a blessing from above and I (And I)
Had to leave some day-ones back before I popped off
Rather see a grave than a mother fucking cop car
I left my scars in Toronto
I'mma win Grammy 'for it's all said and done though (Yeah)
I left my heart in Tehranto
Bet it on myself left my shortie in a pronto
I'd rather let the roses do the talking for me (Talking for me)
Ashtray full of roaches and they talking to me
Baby, I lost my sanity
Couldn't even call to hear the voices of my family
Now from the 021 to the 416
Recognized as a shah, long live the king (Woo)
Royalty, tell it like I'm Ferdowsi
Ain't fair to see the ashes smoldering
Mayday mayday, 'case you missed it
Hundred seventy-six gone in an instant
اگه یه روزی نوم تو
تو گوش من صدا کنه
دوباره باز غمت بیاد
که منو مبتلا کنه
به دل میگم کاریش نباشه
بذاره درد تو دوا شه
بره توی تموم جونم
که باز برات آواز بخون-
Ay, I made like fifty racks when I was seventeen
I was pushing hella beats, and living the dream
My toxic shorty stayed spearing me
Dropped 20 racks on her
Just to see her love was fucking killing me
Too many nights spend numbing the pain
Something really had to change, anxiety made a prison
'Til I finally escaped and made a decision
Get the fuck outta my face, I'm going the distance
Told Sam that I'm bleeding for real
He said "what you gonna do after leaving the Hill?"
Mikham Mardom begand Afta Omar Khayyameh rappeh
I'm gonna free the Persian people, and deliver a classic
Oh yeah yeah
Yeah
Bala rafter mast bood (Mmm), payeen rafteem doogh bood
Gheseyeh ma hameen bood (Yeah)