Love put me on the corner
Love put me in the street
Love put me on the corner (Yeah)
Love put me in the street (Uh)

What I rep to the death is where my steps were first taken
At that same time, my moms felt the earth shakin'
Under her, her youngest son was a
Baby Godzilla, raised amongst the dazed
And the crazy-eyed killers, uh
The V-I-L-L-E
Some of thеm sell cars, some of them sеll weed
Some of them sell pills, some of them sell ki's
Some of them sell grills, some of them sell
Studio time so that you can go rhyme
Using your mind to dream bigger than most do
Well, listen close, the perfect nigga to coach you
Is on the mic to ignite the 'Ville's first at flight
I'm a Wright brother
The hardest nigga on the mic, got a white mother
She picked a hell of a spot
From the bottom, one day her son was finna dwell at the top
Yeah, I been all around the world, but I never forgot
The fuckin'—

'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
I said the 'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
The 'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
I said the 'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I double L-E
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I double L-E
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I double L-E
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I— uh

The best cyphers was football games
Or at the skatin' rink, wherever all the neighborhoods came
A lot of niggas carried razors and be hangin' with gangs
But when I started rappin', I wasn't afraid of them thangs
I started killing niggas one by one
The crowd was gettin' bigger, when I got done
They said, "Youngin is a problem", but yet and still
We in an unknown city where no record deals
Had ever filled somebody's pockets, that's when I clocked it
If they won't come to me, I'll go to them and make a profit
I took it up top, now can you visualize the optics?
The only southern nigga that New York ever adopted, a
Queens nigga with the honorary doctorate, but
Still, the 'Ville remains in my veins
I came to do what I claim I do to attain
What was ordained unattainable for a nigga from the—

'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
The 'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
I said the 'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
I'm from the 'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I double L-E
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I double L-E
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I double L-E
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I— uh

Now, this tale was composed for those
Who arose within this lil' area code on the globe
Like the rose that grows from out the concrete abode
You gotta just go, no matter the goal
You're from a beautiful, but not reputable place
You seen your fair share of funeral dates
But smiles far outweigh the tears
Embrace the hurt, don't downplay your fears
It may take years
Just keep your eyes on the road as you steer
Keep all negative peers in your rear-view mirror
'Cause most niggas is scared, they wanna be safe
And they gon' try to tear you down
Because you wanna be great
In order for there to be love, there's gonna be hate
Remember, this life ain't guaranteed
Talk to the mic for your therapy
Aim for the top, you'll be there with me, from the—

'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
The 'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
I'm from the 'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
The 'Ville, the motherfuckin' 'Ville
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I double L-E
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I double L-E
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I double L-E
F-A-Y-E-T-T-E-V-I— uh

Love put me on the corner
Love put me in the street
Love put me on the corner
Love put me in the street