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I think you know what I'm here forTaxi cab picked me up at the airportFar away from the people I care forI think I'm homesickNo shit, thereforeThis better be worth a million dollarsSnowflakes falling the size of silver dollarsI dream of mikes and crowdsThe sound they make when the lights go downThe cab moves slow in townGod damn, there's a whole lot of snow on the groundIt's got to be like 4 feet deepStop at a red brick house on Ward StreetThis is my new home at least til I'm famousAnd get some attention from one of the majorsRoommate writes for one of the papersFor guns cops raided one of my neighboursAnd it was on the NewsI watched then went out to pay some duesDamn it's freezing and hard to breathBroke some ground it's hard to leaveWhen you scrape together rent ain't that a jokeI called home and begged my folksThey supported me from a distanceIt could have been cause I lacked persistenceLetras de cancionesGlutton for punishment he's back on a plane againGuess what - it's Christmas time againThis time he's got some dough socked awayAnd some songs he wrote to put on displayPlus he understood the culture betterStarted out like a personal vendettaThis time he wont starve, he's workingA few lean years changed him as a personHe's scared of mikes and crowdsOf jam packed places and what might go downCompetition is fierce, his position is worseCan't shake the suspicion he's cursedA lot of these rappers see through the façadeAnd put him on blast when he drops his guardToronto got softer but still looked hardAnd they'd like nothing better than to pull your cardDid what he'd been conditioned toHis deck might have been missing a fewNah, the cards were there for the most partWhat he calls a career gets off to a slow startSummer left and the cold winds came backHomesick or some shit, he don't blame thatLandlord issuesBut no it ain't thatIf all else fails he'll just claim thatIt was the winterIt was coldIt was the cold winter From Letras Mania