1st vision aka Victor Shade
2nd Crom aka Tyler Durden
ORGINALITY AT ITS FINEST! FUNNY ASS SH!T
Reppin HAMilton the steel city to the fullest...trying to put the hammer on the map....
Lyrics
Vision---
we had hard times,shed nough tears
in the fuckin projects, spend nough years
streets were un save, i was un shaved
a lil snot nose kid who mis behaved
im from scarborough, ya im proud an
oneblock away from school was some housing
on eglington ave, push the full throtle
me and my brother at the beer store returnin bottles
we was like 10, didnt matter then
hit the arcade with money from our juice stand
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we even had shit stolllen from some close friends
if its about ends, we aint have none
sein nothin in the fridge, id just slam shut
got no hot water, get the kettle out
boil some shit for the bath quick im gettin out
my grades are mad low, i aint have doe
i shared my brothers gear, thats hand me downs yo
here goes another year, its in full effecta
i see mothers tears, these fuckin bill collecters
down a couple beers,let it sink fast
life was hard then shit but yo we bounced back
moms had shitty jobs but worked
and my uncles in jail cause he lost in coart
video funland, video amusement
games were a quarter back then dont confuce it
street fighter 2, or the baseball field
rose out of scarborough now i rest in the steel
but i bring back
Crom-----
i come from a place, where survial was a race/
you got chased, for for cultural taste/ react in haste/evil all in your face/
for instances, no one ever showed reistants/
beef in the distance, whats good? i aint know the difference/
cause it was a way of life, hes poor im poor we all poor together/
rockin shoes that talk in the worst type of weather/
if richie rich wanna talk slick, us ghetto kids is a click,
that if need be roll thick/ through any bitch/
cause we understood each other/
different skin tone same brother/ we knew life was a bitch but you got to love her/
cause when your poor/ hope is the only thing you can affor-d/
buy it with trust when you master the double blade sword/
its funny when you got seeds of your own/
you wonder how the hell moms held down the home/
with 2 boys working at Micky D's and payin rent/
dad past away, we scraped together every red sent/
for 16 years though poor i saw more smiles then tears/
when your born into hell your fears are the welfare of your peers/
we all knew this city going to hell in a hand basket/
try to think past it, but it changes seeing a friend in a casket/
its hard as hell but it comes with the territory/
even b4 me, cats knew cause every body got a story/
