Bridge:
If you from where I'm from then put ya hands up
If you been where I been then put ya hands up
If you walk where I walk then put ya hands up
Live it how I live it then put ya motherfucking hands up

Hook:
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back

Verse One:
You love to hear the story and how it begun
Bout this rappin ass nigga from the Valley of the Sun
Grew up in the slums, South Phoenix my heart
You ain't born with it, streets will tear you apart
Play ball in the park, Hip-Hop was my art
Spitkicker till the day I depart
Look I'm from The Zone where we show no mercy
I be goddamn I let you homo's irk me
I'm a grown man, understand that I'm in it to win it
Probably never get a deal, I ain't in to no gimmicks
I'm in the game fa'real, ya'll ain't entered the scrimmage
Jacking a nigga style, just admit it you did it
I spit it, you flip it but you can never top the one who invents it
The originator, style is much greater
Steady rising to the top like escalators
In the booth with the truth, bye bye haters

Hook:
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back

Verse Two:
Too many MC's, not enough mics
Not enough skill, and too much hype
The shit that I write is bound to catch flight
Fly fresh to def, South Mountain for life
Look I'm from The Zone where niggas ain't humble
For that number one spot, you gotta have hustle
Show a little muscle, to be the top dog in the jungle
Nigga's is breed to rumble
Cats spit salt in ya game, to see ya bread crumble
I wonder, if new jacks in the city
Really got heart, if not, what a pity
Look I'm from The Zone, where niggas is dying
Moms steady crying, old heads praying to Zion
Pops can't be found, so we hold the family down
By the age of 18, ya mind is racing
Ya heart.. ya heart is steady pacing
Death among youths growing at an alarming rate
Destiny dealt a bad hand so I'm charming fate
Got my eyes on the prize, yes
Life is a bitch got my hands on her thigh
While I'm flirting with death
Oh yes, I'm on the corner slanging cd's for 5, just to survive
Hatin ass niggas pray to hell I flop
But I keep banging out hits like a detail shop..

Hook:
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back
All my 602 boyz, where u at?
If you with me and you feel a nigga than holla back

Bridge:
If you from where I'm from then put ya hands up
If you been where I been then put ya hands up
If you walk where I walk then put ya hands up
Live it how I live it then put ya motherfucking hands up