Windows

If you've been where I been, seen what I saw, slept where I slept, played the cards I's dealt

Long live the underdog, I'm coming for the belt, so step aside or get stepped on

Looking out the window, late 80's, I was maybe 7, I saw a man get sent straight to heaven

Or could've been hell, who knows if he was saved, but from the looks of it, he tasted his grave

Run it back, taking to the house, back staircase, to the basement, to my amazement

The after hours spot was jumping, shaking the pavement, hey, the early 90's was a different

Kind of monster, we had gangsters and mobsters, who ate pasta with lobster, rastas who had fire

Mids, couple of imposters who got put on a poster when they took that rollercoaster to

Their final destination. Let it be all that was said, gangster rap made its way into my soul