Save Me E

Uh, from the bottom of the ash I rose. Yeah, to the top I go. Where from it's cold, but I don't need this Coat. Keep my sleeves rolled. Got my city's area code on my shoulder. Two-one-six forever in my soul. Swear to God, every single night it gets colder. No heat, so we all around that stove like, "Fuck this bullshit." Petty ass hustling, couldn't even sell one zone. Slim still working at the store, and the only Time he ever get to eat is when he Bring something home. Every day's dark here. Praying for a rainbow to lead us to that Pot of gold, and exchange those nights on the Concrete floor for a bottle of Rose, and pop That bitch up like we s'posed to, s'posed to. Never gave a fuck if we went gold. I just wanna be able to say that I Made it. These real EST motherfuckers don't fold. Real EST motherfuckers don't break up. Real family grows old. Real EST motherfuckers representing for the city Where they came, even when they gone. Fuck this throne, ain't no kings. No pretty princess, ain't no queens. No fairy tale endings on the East Side, just These broken bones and these screams. Broken bones underneath these jeans. Broken bricks cover up my streets. Fiends outside tryna get they fix, while my Firstborn here tryna get sleep. Motherfuck this rap shit. Try burying your boy six feet, let me show You 'bout real. Try telling me that you can Make it out of the city, twenty-six dollars the Most I milled. Face inside of the double XL. Try coming back to the East Side still. Bitch, I did, and it's still the kid. Labelled a fat boy before this deal. What up, Slim, Young Spo, Dre, Swerve, Ash, my boy BK, and everybody from the beginning That bled with me knowing I would be here One day. So as I roll through all the Hoods that raised me, looking at the house of Pain, I'ma run away from the ones that paid Me, hoping I'll stay the same. Can't you save me? Can't you save me? Can't you save me? Can't you save me?