Bronxganastan Sire Castro (Ft. Oun-P)

[Intro]
"Its been my dream to play in a band in New York City"
"This ain't New York, this the Bronx"

Uh huh
Welcome, to Bronxganastan
You already know Cash
CASH MOB
Let's go

[Verse 1: Sire Castro]
I grew up in the Bronx
It was harder than a mother-
For that rent to get paid by my father and my mother
And when I watch 'em struggle, I went harder than a mother-
Now the crib that we 'bout to get is larger than a-
The X taught me everything, ain't talking about no Malcom
Them young boys'll kill you silently just for shouting
They just want the income, don't care about the outcome
Jail don't scare them, and death won't re-route them
They on a route to destruction
I just keep my head up and stay grounded in my constructions
Ice grills don't scare us, we move different
That Screwface only gon' make your face need screws in it
Ain't nothing nice 'round these parts
Deep waters different bites from these sharks
To keep it real you need heart and street smarts (For what?)
To try to stand a chance, in Bronxganastan