Rough draft, all improvements suggested will be checked. Peace.
Now this is a story, all about how my life got flipped - turned upside down,
And i'd like to take a minute,
just sit right there,
I'll tell you how I played the on the Playstation downstair
In West Philadelphia,
born an' raised,
in the basement is where i spent mosta my days,
Chillin out, maxin', relaxin' all cool,
An' all shootin some nublets inside the terminal,
When a couple o' guys who were up to no good,
Started boostin' nukes in my neighbourhood,
I got in one little gun fight and your mom got scared,
She said 'You're movin with your DVDs and HDTV downstair!'
I shot and nuked with her day after day,but
she stole my care package and sent me on my way
She gave me a Sentry and then she gave me my ticket
I put my thermal on and said 'I´d might as well kickin'
First class, 'Yo, this is bad' drinkin orange juice out of a champange glass
'Is this what the people downstair live like?'
'Hmm.. this might be all right!'
The way I´d hear the footsteos, boots white and all
I had to sit as I have a place of they just in this ghillie suit
'I don´t think so', 'I see what i get there'
I hope they´re prepared for the Prince of Bel Air!
Well I, tha plain land and when I came out
there was a dude look like a cop standin' there with my an intervention out
'I ain´t trying to get boosted yet, 'I just got here'
I sprang with the quickness like light has disappeared
I whistled for a EAD and when i came near,
The license plate said 'The Game',
And had a Stealth Bomber in the mirror,
If anything i could say that this package was rare,
But I thought 'Nah, forget it - Yo, home to downstair!'
I pulled up to the house at bout seven or eight,
I yelled to the team 'Yo home, smell ya later!'
I looked at my Estate,
I was finally there!
To sit on my throne as the prince of downstair!
Subject: Nuke Boostin' 
Tue Mar 02, 2010 2:44 pm
