I've been to many places
I've seen many faces
Soft and hard, battle scared
I've seen prison bars
Not for long, but long enough to write this song
Right or wrong, I'm a product of a battle zoneLower East Side where it's not pretty
I see many talking, but can they really walk it?
On the west side they show no pity
See you walking around you're bound by only fantasies
Thinking your hard, you know that's not reality
We all see, we know you're just a wannabe so fool the world but you can't fool me
In my home, alone, and on the streets
I've seen beefs and walked with heat
What does it all mean to me?
Not a thing, if i dont live to write and sing
About 'the life', about strife, about everythingLower East Side where it's not pretty
I see many talking, but can they really walk it?
On the west side they show no pity
See you walking around you're bound by only fantasies
Thinking your hard, you know that's not reality
We all see, we know you're just a wannabe so fool the world but you can't fool meI've seen you come and go, all you tough guy clones
When will you leave it alone?
I've seen you come and go, all you tough guy clones
You're all from front street
You better keep it moving kid you dont know what you're doing here
Lower East Side where it's not pretty
I see many talking, but can they really walk it?
On the west side they show no pity
See you walking around you're bound by only fantasies
Thinking your hard, you know that's not reality
We all see, we know you're just a wannabe so fool the world but you can't fool meFool the world but you can't fool me
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