City on My Back

Yeah. Yeah. I'm a Winnipeg boy, hell yeah, and that's a fact.

Got the city on my back like a certified stamp. And the streets in my heart like

a certified map. And I'm done after this, I ain't even tryin' to rap.

N S H B dog, yeah, from coast to coast. From the hood to the 'burbs,

like the birds when they call. Hood rich from the coast to sailing on a boat.

Got your girl right here shovin' money down her throat. Eat it. I'm royalty,

bitch. A street kid into assault. And I'm a transformer, turnin' from a Jed

into a Falcon. I'm a Winnipeg boy, snap backs, no fitted. Come to my city