I was born and raised
On the East Side….
Where I learned how to run,
And I knew where to hide.
I’ve lived by my wits,
Been around a few blocks.
On the streets of Manhattan,
I’ve had a few knocks.
I’ve been down, but not out,
And these days I’ve got clout!
Mega fit, and I’m keen….
To be a lurve-machine.
I don’t need no blades,
I got m’ cool shades.
I get the best deals,
I got sound, I got wheels.
I’m right in the zone,
Big Apple’s my home.
I’m mean and I’m slick,
Like New York on a stick.
Just one cool dude –
With  attitude….

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