Reporting Live - Apollo Brown, The Left, Journalist 103

I grew up in the ghetto of Avenue

In the hood when drug dealin' was natural

And if you messed up a package

Niggas came after you

Bust a nine at you

And beat you 'till you was black and blue

This here is factual

Fairy tales are nonexistent

Like the American Dream

Cause I ain't ever lived it (Nope )

But I emerge

Just like the Jews in the Holocaust

Here to spit the truth

In the Booth

Live for all of y'all

Hot as a molotov

Burnin' down your residence

Cause revolution is evident

If it's ever been

I'm embezzlin' real shit through the internet

Cause all the channels are

This here is rebel music

Fight the impression music

Something to live and die for

That kind of music

So to all of my soldiers

It's time to lock and load

As I explode on this mic(ro)phone

To take control

Reporting live from the gritty blocks of rock city

Forgotten sound of Motown

But used by many

Rappers come a dime a dozen but not many

Can carry the status so let's just hope that y'all hear me

Reporting live from the gritty blocks of rock city (Detroit )

Forgotten sound of Motown

But used by many

Rappers come a dime a dozen but not many (Listen )

Can carry the status so let's just hope that y'all hear me

It's the crib

The place where I live

Where I was born and where I would die

Tough guys break ties and turn cold

Lost souls

Chicks given head to get her purse swole

Blow your top off like Kurt Co-

Bang

Stay in your lane

Everybody runs gangs

So once said

Take it in vain

Young killas' take it in blood

Dirt doers get wet up

And then the pigs come play in the mud (Uh)

It's bitter sweet

When I think of Detroit

Turned away

Party goers dump a clip in the joint

Bystanders pray to God a niggas missin' his point

But he don't know

Left another mess for the popo

That's why I'm well prepared

Put me anywhere

And I'll survive

I keep the heat in the ride

For the carjackers

Clutchin' black 9s

Still I rep the Motor City in all of my rap lines

I love it

Reporting live from the gritty blocks of rock city

Forgotten sound of Motown

But used by many

Rappers come a dime a dozen but not many

Can carry the status so let's just hope that y'all hear me

Reporting live from the gritty blocks of rock city

Forgotten sound of Motown

But used by many

Rappers come a dime a dozen but not many

Can carry the status so let's just hope that y'all hear me

I'm a dominant species

Just like a male lion

So when I roar

You can't ignore

I'm hard as iron

King of the jungle

Smackin' up the hyena breed

Type of emcee

With the speed

Of a centipede

I exceed to the of the outer limits

Here

Gifted with lyrics

That's motivatin' the realest

Got a team of guerrillas

A little stronger than silver bats

Titanium spines

Make them stronger than juggernauts

I'm takin' over

Spittin to the Apollo drum (That's mine)

Vibratin' the city streets

For years to come

The outcome

X out the little like I was Malcolm

I scoped you

With the vision of soarin' falcons

Markin' terrain

As I'm changin' the game

Damagin' mind frames

As I'm spittin' the flame

By my Lord's permission

I'ma reign supreme

Takin' hip hop to the essence

From which it came (came)

Reporting live from the gritty blocks of rock city

Forgotten sound of Motown

But used by many

Rappers come a dime a dozen but not many

Can carry the status so let's just hope that y'all hear me

Reporting live from the gritty blocks of rock city

Forgotten sound of Motown

But used by many

Rappers come a dime a dozen but not many

Can carry the status so let's just hope that y'all hear me

Yeah

Guilty Simpson

Apollo Brown

Journalist 103

The niggas from the crib man

You gotta love that

R.I.P.

Dilla Dog and Big Proof

Take y'all with us everywhere we go

Know what I'm sayin'?