Best Friends Play Marc Eckō's Getting Up - Contents Under Pressure (Part 23 FINAL)

Yo-- I come from a two fare zone it seem like
Just yesterday I had to take the 2 and the 5 to the Junction and walk the rest of the way
You can catch a bus with a transfer
But waiting for that surface transit is a bitch
I avoid it like a cancer
I’m heavy in the streets like crack in New York in ‘86
I was riding the A with the R in my walk man
With thieves and 'lo-lifes I can tell you stories of fighting for my glory on the subway like the Warriors
Young mans rights of passage
Through the belly of the beast
With the working classes, homeless and the purse snatchers We used to hop and never drop a token over the turnstiles Edward Moses And run from the cops like Jesse Owens Tracks stars riding in between the cars The Bronx and Queens don’t seem that far
Looking at the map cause every single Ave we rep’
The people don’t look at each other
They starin’ straight ahead