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Uh,

Yeah,

Somalia

Yeah,

I spit it for my block,

It's an ode, I admit it.

Here the city code is lock and load

Any minute is rock and roll

And you rock and roll,

And feel your soul leavin'.

It's just the wrong dance

That'll leave you not breathin'.

I'm not particularly proud

Of this predicament but,

I'm born and bred

In this tenement, I'm sentimental, What?!

Plus it's only right to represent my hood

And what not.

So I'm about to do it in the music, in the movies.

Cut to the chase pan across to the face

I'm right there.

Freeze frame on the street name

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