Murs SuperStar Murs & 9th Wonder

[Intro]
Right here?

[Verse 1]
I took my backpack off
These motherfuckers really thought that I was soft
Threw a hook and I knocked out the first one
Now they screaming, "Oh shit, here Murs come"
Should've known I been the realest since nine-five
All these perpetrators out here duplicating my vibe
Conscious hood shit, I swear I was the first one
All up in these underground shows with my first gun
Listening to Wu-Tang, tryna slang a new strain
Homies from the block trippin' off that red and blue thing
Couldn't hang with the street life
'Specially when them judges handing out three strikes
Started slanging them tapes, y'all
Independent like T La and 8 Ball
A Westside nigga slangin' that blue tape
Y'all niggas know where I'm from, tell me who's fake?

[Chorus]
Midcity, Midcity, Midcity, what?
Any city, any hood, I'ma give it up
In my Chucks and some new Dickies
My only regret, I didn't bring the crew with me
I'm on my triple OG shit
Everybody know me, bitch
I drop bombs, keep the streets lit
Y'all niggas fuckin' with the weak shit
Midcity, Midcity, Midcity, what?
Any city, any hood, I'ma give it up
In my Chucks and some new Dickies
My only regret, I didn't bring the crew with me