Peace Connecticut - Apathy

I’m on my CT shit, but when ain’t I

I’ve been repping this shit since I was yay high

I’m from heroin town, yeah I was born there

Check the location on my Foursquare, junkies and whores there

Hartford and New Haven’s like warfare, these days

Channel three news with the replays, where the body decays

White trash free base, plus we da home of slept on rappers and dj’s

Big Mike put me up on his tapes, for how I’m repping this state,

not because I drop papes and my name holds weight

This is just a reminder

From the state where we call subs and heroes grinders

It reminds me of nine five in the pathfinder

Playin Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, or Da Beatminerz

Well Evil Dee broke me off lovely, it’s ugly

Shout out to all the UConn Huskies

I’m a CT

Peace Connecticut, Peace Connecticut

Peace Connecticut, real niggas lick shots, Peace Connecticut

Peace Connecticut, Peace Connecticut

Peace Connecticut, real niggas lick shots, Peace Connecticut

Yo, I’m a young man, with an old soul

I’m from where Good Ole Tom will buy your old gold

Shout out to Steez-o, peace to Duelio

And Chris Webby gettin' buzy in the studio

I’m dough rakin' with my mo’fuckin' spliff and bone

And got my Northface on son, it’s wicked cold

I’m New England like a mo’fucka', turn turn it up louda'

We export more white powda' than clam chowda'

An epic beast rep the streets where they say F police

Sitting in this interview, with my man Kevin Reese

I’m a product of Dock 9, it’s classic

In case you didn’t know he’s Connecticut’s Mr. Magic

If you all want problems, here comes trouble

That’s why I got Connecticut, tatted above my knuckles

Peace to all my people, chilling in Willirico

And chicks on the metro north, strapped with Kilos and CT