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lyric jones – beantown (still lovin it) lyrics

[chorus]
still remember my own block
us dodging cops
bumping big & pac
to rounds of shots
on the ave up to no good
still loving it

street lights at 8 o’clock
cuties at the park
my favorite spot
it never stops
i rep like anyone should
i love my hood, i love my hood

i rep my hood like anyone should
no flex, i’m good
respect my hood

verse 1
uh, sunflower seeds
poppin seeing coward deeds
backwood trees, bus stop to catch the 23
catch a taxi by corner store
tagged up my other foreigners
rivals streets catch heat, sirens heard thru the corridors
p+ssy alley to bootlеg stand
copped my shea b+tter and nеw headband
oils at nubian notion
dudley legendary
after school commotion
hop trains, money the only focus
stick up kids talking that hocus pocus
skip school kid talking who flow the dopest
trading subway tokens
perfected my 3 pointer round the way
and ate from p&r like everyday
right near where eb’s stepdad stayed
we youngins getting our nails done and hair laid
streets bumping riddims n ska reggae
rest in peace dawn, j’ouvert would never be the same
[chorus}

verse 2:
so catholic school by day
timb or jays with my uniform
two buses and the train, to mass ave, where i transformed
living college life early
shout out to berklee city music
had all this talent in my tool kit
was a church kid, usher board, in choir and the drummer
used to study drew & lyndon’s pocket like no other
raydar kept my pen sharp, age 15
had two jobs at brookstone and fye
my bedroom in the attic
bow wow to b2k posters
vhs, cassette tapes, like how it spose’ tah
mattapan, norfolk street
right by jubilee
20 minute walk to catch the trolley
being fast with my bestie, head scarf and lip gloss
god was looking out, kept us safe at all cost
long walks through almont, summer time sounds
acura’s bumping dipset all around town
snow blizzard came tho, pops was out shoveling
mom’s hustling & bustling
id be upstairs suffering, cold as f+ck
watching mtv 2, turn all the way up
left home a decade plus, man time flies
had to write a love letter about once apon a time
don’t miss that bi+polar weather
leaves color change was fine
i’m out west still repping home on my mind
[chorus}

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