The Winter (Instr.) - Apathy, Poison Pen, Blue Raspberry

So, you’re a philosopher?

Yes

(It's like, basically growin up on the East)

(Chum, you know what I’m talkin about?)

I grew up where the summers are hotter than Lucifer’s kitchen

Plus nuclear fission, you do the addition

Where the winters are colder than the polar region

So the changing season got our brains uneven

The cause of our accents, the place we represent

We don’t pronounce R’s like a speech impediment

Our influence on hip-hop's beats is evident

The first to rock raps on «Impeach the President»

The East, much love to my West coast homies

But I dedicate this song to the place that’s home to me

Where Latin Kings used to rock black and gold rosary

Always back and forth to the city cause it was close to me

Never heard of where I’m from?

Shit, I ain’t sweatin it

Apathy, hands down, king of Connecticut

Ah-yup, and all my tri-state neighbors

Cause when the East is in the house «Oh my God,» danger

«Now I’m gonna show you how the East coast rocks»

«Let me show these cats what rockin the mic’s about»

«Now I’m gonna show you how the East coast rocks»

«I represent the East baby that’s where I’m from»