[talking:] 

Yeah, your boy K-Rino man 

I got love, for ery'body 

But I'ma tell y'all, a little some'ing 

Bout where I come from, listen 



[Hook:] 

I was raised in the Dead End, the Park is my hood 

K-Rino, South Park Coalition 

I was raised in the Dead End, the Park is my hood 

It don't matter where you from, if you real it's all good 

I was raised in the Dead End, the Park is my hood 

K-Rino, South Park Coalition 

I was raised in the Dead End, the Park is my hood 

Esperad's or King Scape, Orleans Summerwood 



[K-Rino:] 

I represent one of the realest hoods, that you'll see 

Where we sleep a hour a day, and hustle for 23 

When it's plex we don't get mad, we just get even 

And if paper ain't on your mind, you must not be breathing 

We ain't tripping spring fall, summer winter we grind 

And police, be hating ninety-nine percent of the time 

You can find what you need, pills weed or powder 

And bring your gal around these playas, you might leave without her 

If it's some dirt to get done, we done already did it 

In whatever way it can get got, that's how we gon get it 

Matter fact was in the back, but we earn the lead 

We learned how to throw them thangs, before we learned to read 

Don't slip, or you could lose a ride that you just got 

Might get cussed out, by a lil' mama posted up at the bus stop 

We'll click up, but we don't mind standing alone 

And don't come here on vacation, cause you might not make it home 



[Hook] 



[K-Rino:] 

You got a pistol and you broke, all you need is a mask 

Got a car some conversation, then it's easy to smash 

Grind for 26-9, chunking G's in a stash 

You come around here acting hard, we put them beads on your ass 

Use to skip school, to pick up street knowledge from G's 

Making millions, without diplomas or college degrees 

Everyday some gun fire, penetrated the air 

You might get set up by the same chick, that braided your hair 

If you know about some dirt, then you bet not tell it 

The whole hood is like a Flea Market, you need it we sell it 

Put a stunt behind some paper, you might get hid 

If we don't know you and you come around, you might get slid 

Young hustlers trying to get it, cooking work in the kitchen 

And if the police is your partnas, then you must be snitching 

95 percent, of my hood ain't no punk 

Can buy some clothes or c.d.'s, and some weed out the same trunk 



[Hook] 



[K-Rino:] 

Every man for his self, don't expect no favors 

The dope dealer and the preacher, might be next do' neighbors 

It ain't hard to get swallowed up, your girl'll get jacked 

One day she innocent, and the next day she working the track 

You ain't got no real stripes, if you bringing in mail 

And you ain't sending in no paper, to your homies in jail 

They say you ain't promised tomorrow, it's worse where I'm from 

If it's twelve o'clock, you ain't promised twelve-o-one 

We ain't tripping on your money, we ain't tripping on your ride 

We ain't trying to knock your hustle, we ain't plexing with your side 

We ain't hating on your come up, we just trying to make our own 

And ain't gon let no out-of-towners, disrespect us in our zone 

Run the streets all night, bust without no warning 

Hit the club the after hours, and then church the next morning 

Haters dissing our region, like we some newcomers 

If you don't likes us then you leave us, stop trying to eat from us 



[Hook]