Fresh air ahh, is what I needed
I ventured through my door
Proceeded into the streets of this place
I had to lower my shades to shield my face
Still squinting from the glare
What I saw was unfortunately rare
I rolled upon a variety
The sight that moved my heart, deep inside of me
I head some cats rockin' mics
Saw mad stunts on BMX bikes
Sons and daughters standing for their rights
A city scene lit well through the night
Tilted trucker hats with tats
Hittin high hats, pinstripe sellard suits
Invested mad beats, truth, distinct how we live it
Many members and only one spirit
Individualized, you're on the same side
Separated vehicles, huh, we still ride
Well we bring it from nice to gritty
Read the sign kid, Diverse City

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS