Barriooooooo

Who are you looking at with those eagle eyes?

Don't live west side of the streets

Where your dreams come true off the supple grain teat

Making it out alive is seen as a fantastical feat

So drop on a while

Throw up a smile

And lay a hot beat

Things are the same from creed to race

Everyone can agree with a friendly face

You got rage to spare, yet desire his space

Please and thank you in his kingly space

Sirens are a cattle call for the leper and heat

Captain cold gets to wait by the gate

Waiting for his new treat