
6ix Means Grit by Axiom
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- rap
- canadian hip hop
- canadian
- vulgar
- hip hop
- 1998
- toronto
- urban
- rap and hip hop
- hip-hop/rap
- ragga hiphop
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah, T-O represent, 6ix side, yo
Verse 1
Steppin' hard through snow, boots salt-stained as hell
Bus is runnin' late, but my head right, can't you tell
All these condos risin', streets gettin' loud, streets crowded
If you ain't watchin', you slippin', you ain't about it
Cops eye me up ‘cause I ain't some Bay Street suit
Old heads at Spadina, keep it blazin’ on the stoop
Winter rough, tongue froze to the fuckin’ TTC
But we still runnin’ wild, all grit, all city
Chorus
Run these blocks, from Scarborough out to Queen
City dirty talk, we loud and we mean
Maple leaf ink, but blood still screams
Toronto born and raised, we live out these dreams
Verse 2
Frostbite hunger, city grind, never pause
Chasin’ double-doubles while I’m duckin’ the laws
Government’s a joke, politicians full of lies
Stackin’ up my rent, watch my patience vaporize
Kensington haze, blunts got me floatin'
Gentrifyin' pricks, but this side stay potent
Can’t fake this struggle, won't mask what I see
From the East to the West, yeah, this town's in me
Chorus
Run these blocks, from Scarborough out to Queen
City dirty talk, we loud and we mean
Maple leaf ink, but blood still screams
Toronto born and raised, we live out these dreams
Verse 3
Graffiti on the Bloor Line, memories in rust
Pain in my knuckles, dreams built on dust
Drake wasn’t here yet, but we already kings
Rap on the corners, no gold, just rings
Snow in July, shit, weather acting wild
Mother cuss me out, I just smirk and smile
Ossington nights, fights over loose change
Life ain’t clean, in the gutter we rage
Chorus
Run these blocks, from Scarborough out to Queen
City dirty talk, we loud and we mean
Maple leaf ink, but blood still screams
Toronto born and raised, we live out these dreams
Outro
Streetlights flicker, Eaton’s signs all gone
Breath in my chest, but the cold feels strong
Boys on Yonge posted, puffin’ on cheap weed
Dreams mad dirty, but I chase what I need
Grimy Tim’s parking lot, fights over pride
City eats you up, but we still survive
No Hollywood script, just sweat and spit
T-dot legends, man, we built for this shit
Chorus
Run these blocks, from Scarborough out to Queen
City dirty talk, we loud and we mean
Maple leaf ink, but blood still screams
Toronto born and raised, we live out these dreams
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