[Intro:]
You see when you're growing up I think the most important thing to you is finding an identity that resonates with your peers, and in best case scenarios elevates you above them
Where I'm from we hate the identities we are given 'cause there's nothing inspirational about them, so we create alter-egos
You call them street names or aliases, but for us it's about refining who you are and who you want to be
Most people only have one or two, with only one being really known - I had three
That's what the cypher is about - all three of my identities have it out
Each express their reasons for being, making a case for why they're exceptional artists and necessary identities for unique reasons
For me I found Ghetto, he was my way of finding a voice and identity - he was dark, free, rebellious, absent minded but completely aware
Ghetts came from Ghetto having to grow up, you see once your character resonates with the people that you find, you have to inspire or you feel restricted to (do so)
He was mastery, passion, controversial, and a necessary friend who aims for creativity
Now Justin is the most accomplished, he is me, I am him
He is a father, a hard worker, and a symbol of acceptance because he is the man on my family timeline and not grime's
But in saying that, I am all three, and they are all me
This is a microcosm of grime..
[Verse 1: Ghetto]
G H E double T and O!
Once again I’m on a hype ting
Dive in the deep end smiling
Throwing up signs a the east end whiling
Back like I never been away
I been telling my fans for a while I would never leave them silent
Back like I never been, back like I never been, back like I never been away
I ain't one of these emcees that these emcees could ever emcee and intimidate
I eliminate anybody in the game, open 'em up like a Minute Maid
I deliver pain like pain be their middle name
Rain on niggers with a little fame
Every one of my lyrics never comes with a gimmick, I’m back now
Ay bredda, your run is finished
Don’t know about Ghetto, I’m hearing talk about Ghetto
Man are saying that Ghetto fell off
Fell off? What, do I sound like I fell off dog?
Fell off who? Fell off not
Anybody you rate, fuck them
Ain't got nothing on Ghetto, Ghetts or Justin
I already told you niggas when its comes to bars I am a certified drunken
You see when you're growing up I think the most important thing to you is finding an identity that resonates with your peers, and in best case scenarios elevates you above them
Where I'm from we hate the identities we are given 'cause there's nothing inspirational about them, so we create alter-egos
You call them street names or aliases, but for us it's about refining who you are and who you want to be
Most people only have one or two, with only one being really known - I had three
That's what the cypher is about - all three of my identities have it out
Each express their reasons for being, making a case for why they're exceptional artists and necessary identities for unique reasons
For me I found Ghetto, he was my way of finding a voice and identity - he was dark, free, rebellious, absent minded but completely aware
Ghetts came from Ghetto having to grow up, you see once your character resonates with the people that you find, you have to inspire or you feel restricted to (do so)
He was mastery, passion, controversial, and a necessary friend who aims for creativity
Now Justin is the most accomplished, he is me, I am him
He is a father, a hard worker, and a symbol of acceptance because he is the man on my family timeline and not grime's
But in saying that, I am all three, and they are all me
This is a microcosm of grime..
[Verse 1: Ghetto]
G H E double T and O!
Once again I’m on a hype ting
Dive in the deep end smiling
Throwing up signs a the east end whiling
Back like I never been away
I been telling my fans for a while I would never leave them silent
Back like I never been, back like I never been, back like I never been away
I ain't one of these emcees that these emcees could ever emcee and intimidate
I eliminate anybody in the game, open 'em up like a Minute Maid
I deliver pain like pain be their middle name
Rain on niggers with a little fame
Every one of my lyrics never comes with a gimmick, I’m back now
Ay bredda, your run is finished
Don’t know about Ghetto, I’m hearing talk about Ghetto
Man are saying that Ghetto fell off
Fell off? What, do I sound like I fell off dog?
Fell off who? Fell off not
Anybody you rate, fuck them
Ain't got nothing on Ghetto, Ghetts or Justin
I already told you niggas when its comes to bars I am a certified drunken
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