"In the Rotten Apple, take a bite taste the worm/Embrace the world of reality we're faced to learn/Coke connection drug bust, graveyards where thugs rest/I keep my mug blessed, the evil is illegal substance sold/Roll mob deep, guns in the black Jeep/Mac-11's and legends, cracks in the streets/Patroller, gold money-folder, gun happy soldiers/Never sober takin over, my blood is colder/Niggaz respect violence so I become it/I'm from it, I even done it blunted so run it"
-Nas, "One on One"
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