Welcome to the side show
Baby this is my home
All these thoughts are my own
And I stand on my own
I've been chasing this dream
For the..for the longest time
Since it was the sorta life
That my maw despised
Yeah my maw despised, yeah
The sorta life my maw despised
To set the shores alight
These the things I thought at night
My chances borderline distorted
Coz my pores are white
One day I had an epiphany
And I saw the light
If this the sorta life I want
Well then I oughta fight
I've been busting my ass
Aimin' for four or five
Minutes of your time
On the grind, you're all inspired
That's all I need so please
Let this tortured mind
Spit between the chorus lines
You can record it live
I don't know about you
But I know about me
Just a cat with a cap
From the bottom of the map
With a pad and a dream
I got my city on my back
And I will not fall
With my city on my back
City, city on my back
Baby, I'm all yours
I'm on that dream shit
That Martin Luther King shit
That you gotta believe shit
Or you'll never be shit
Everyone for themselves
I'm never living that
I started dreaming for my city
Where I'm living at
Now I deliver raps
With venom and wit in fact
I was destined for greatness
Since a mini Mac
Now I've got two sons
Elijah, and mini Mac
Started dreaming for them
God, at least give me that
See when I was a kid
I idolised what Slim'd rap
And coz of him
I never thought about the skin I have
I've spent a lot of my life
Speaking in metaphor
Scriptures carved into stone
Engraved on metal forms
I wanna thank Syn
For showing that I could believe
And giving voice to a kid who felt he couldn't scream
I don't know about you
But I know about me
Just a cat with a cap
From the bottom of the map
With a pad and a dream
I got my city on my back
And I will not fall
With my city on my back
City, city on my back
Baby, I'm all yours
I'm on that dream shit
That Martin Luther King shit
That you gotta believe shit
Or you'll never be shit
Believe shit
Or you'll never be shit