Broakland III

It's all broke chatter
Other rappers don't matter
Get down with the kick-down

I lost my I.D., then I found yours
But get turned down at stores 'cause it looks nothing like me
My style is like expired milk so don't try me
Broakland catch cash (it's a rash!) poison ivy
In a low-budget stylee I only smoke one joint
Broakland hits you for your bus fare at gunpoint
You wouldn't go that far, you scared like The Shining
I seen you last week at Mickey D's dumpster diving
I was just finding something for you, my raw mood
Was enhanced when I had to eat cans of dog food
Helter skelter, extension cord belt for my pants
Give me shelter like Rolling Stones
In a cardboard box I call a mobile home
I'm always home alone like Macaulay
My business card lists a payphone number, call me!

Broakland Broakland
Yea that's us
Broakland Broakland
Rhymes to bust
Broakland Broakland
House could stand(?)
Fuck this shit, where am I?
In Broakland

Well I'm from Broakland, yea I may wear hand-me-downs
Money up to here, not me, go back to fancy-town
Low budget paying my bills is a sore subject
Duck it, my pockets on E like a club get
No stuff, I can't stress that enough, yo it's tough
On a date going Dutch, got caught being stoled a cup
Low amounts in the savings accounts I opened up
Charity? I can't give back, the repo man knows where I live at
Apparently he knows where I live too
He took my TV when he slid through
They turned off the heat like I live in an igloo, It's beat
I can't stand it, a tree never grows when it's planted in

Broakland Broakland
Yo I paid my taxes last year
Broakland Broakland
"Checks cashed here!"
Broakland Broakland
That's my brand
Fuck this shit, where am I?
In Broakland