Birminghams Very Own

Grew up round the hall that they call Ruskin

Making money on the streets but we weren't busking

Couple people I could truly put my trust in

All the rest I left them outside by the dust bin

I'm on the ends questioning why they don't leave here

But this life's a merry go if I'm to be fair

I met some brothers on the ends and I've had beef here

If I wasn't street wise I probably wouldn't be here

Brother had a vision and he put it on a t shirt

Another had a vision just to put him on a t shirt

Clean hearted but I've been around to see dirt

Brum City's very own do your research