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(Made in Maryland) Don’t get twisted, dog I still put the M between the DV (Made in Maryland) I’ma represent for yall Regardless where the path I’m on lead me (Made in Maryland) Pops was from Baltimore But his only son was born in P.G (Made in Maryland) The home of Tubman and Douglas Name a rapper better from MD that does this Spare time. Murk’em low key with a spare rhyme Old lines shit I came up with in ‘09 No lyin’! Back in Suitland in the nineties In someone else’s hood baggin rappers you’d find me Whippin’ ass taking names ‘fore this rap shit was cool I was either chasing dreams or chasing ass after school Ditched class, wings with Mambo Sauce during high times Cookin’ beats in Ace old crib playing ‘95 Live from the home of Martin and Sugar Ray I’ma shine for every unknown that took a stray (...in Maryland) Don’t get twisted, dog I still put the M between the DV (Made in Maryland) I’ma represent for yall Regardless where the path I’m on lead me (Made in Maryland) Pops was from Baltimore Letras de cancionesBut his only son was born... (...in Maryland) PG specifically County might be rich but we all struggled mentally Trying to see thru imagery placed here to limit me Killin’ me, black and brown youngins on a killing spree The way I dodged bullets you’d thought had Trinity And Zion’s best fighters all guarding my divinity Had a rack of brothers only one that was kin to me Saved my life when they gave the mic and the pen to me But I’m from the same damn state as Freddy Gray Different city but our death could be one ride away In the home of Frank Miller and dark nights… Thought it was, nah you thought right, I’m from... Maryland Don’t get twisted, dog I still put the M between the DV Made in Maryland I’ma represent for yall Regardless where the path I’m on lead me Made in Maryland Pops was from Baltimore But his only son was born in P.G Made in Maryland Only Prince we claim sang Purple Rain Prince George was lame, F him and name I’m a PG King, It’s a PG thing! This for Gods'Illa, OG’s, See King Joe D, Steph, Jav and my Baltimore team That's my man Jsoul and the young homie Green Damn my friends are dope, yeah we really rap Fans been losing hope I’ma bring it back Stan has been dope since pitty pat Kickball, jump rope and hide and go get it, black Think I haggled Odd for weeks just to get track To hand the God some weak shit picture that Phelps with a felt tip, Olympian flow Providing more dope lines than Bolivian coke Durant on the bassline, Carmelo in the key of strife Ripken and Ruth walking on the field of dreams but I’m Woke in the land of Thurgood His momma taught my poppa how I’m out here in your hood Somewhere in Maryland! From Letras Mania