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Bronx 1973 pillars than tall DJ spins ... [Verse] Bronx 1973 pillars than tall DJ spins facts we claim enemies plot but my visions locked in success mills twirls two álbum clean traffic Jam full shock on fume audemars tick precise loyal to the vice the bronx we legacy I sit on the sidewalk in front of the building every morning watching beautiful women walk by, swaying their hips, pretty faces, big, round, firm breasts. [Verse 1] Born in the Bronx where the sirens scream, Thirty-two years chasing a battered dream, They judge my skin, they slam the door, Say a man like me won't rise no more. But in '73 the block caught fire, DJ Kool Herc spun the wires, Two turntables and a breakbeat's soul, That's the medicine that made me whole. [Chorus] This fucking music is my refuge, my religion, When the world throws stones, I answer in rhythm, From the playground jams to the avenue, Every rhyme I write is me breaking through. [Verse 2] They call me a criminal, a nobody, a thief, But my pen is a blade and my pain is the leaf, I compose at night by a candle's glow, Turning persecution into verbal flow. One day I'll sign with the big-time suits, Billion-dollar deals in Italian boots, Corvette C3 in cherry red, Stingray roaring where the rich men tread. [Bridge] Knowledge is the money that they can't take, Business is the move that I gotta make, Apollo lights like a stage of gold, Watch a Bronx boy's story unfold. [Verse 3] Audemars Piguet upon my wrist, Porsche Carrera GT on the wish list, But before the chrome and the champagne rain, There's hustle, sweat, and the grind through pain. Late nights working, studying the game, Building an empire, earning a name, Surrounded by beauty when the wins come through, Fine wine, bright lights, and a city view. [Chorus] This fucking music is my shelter, my release, When injustice hunts me, rap is my peace, From 1520 Sedgwick to the stars one day, The Bronx gave me rhythm - and rhythm found a way. [Outro] So remember my name when the history's told, How a persecuted man turned his rhymes to gold, 1973, the block, the beat, The Bronx in my heart - and the world at my feet. MONSIEUR TRIPLAIT ، MUSICIAN ، COMPOSER ، DJ BEAT MAKER ، Producer. ® ™