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Follow me if you wanna
Down memory lane
Everybody got trauma
Everybody got pain
Everybody got something
Something that they afraid
To say all out in the Public
That's why they make us the same
Are we the same?
Think we the same
Everybody got a hood
We just call it a different name
Maybe it's in our brain
Maybe it's in the gang
Maybe it's in our blood
Maybe it's all vain
ah man
I remember that pain
I remember that thing
Won't give it no name
No I won't give it no name
Unless it's going to bring change
To somebody in chains
Cuz everybody's insane
Everybody's insane
When you're going down the lane
Going down the Ave
Going down your past
Everybody's got a Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
This is my story
Let me tell you my journey
Ah yeah
It's been a long time coming
Everybody's got something
Ah yeah
The story goes on and on
On and on yeah
The Story goes on and on
So won't you come along yeah
Might've been around ten when i got into my first fight
Twenty First street yeah i lived in Crimdon Hill
Man i learned the chamber black in mind back in Harrison
I was chillin with some young boss selling pills for a wilst
Then I'm river road being chased by a cop
And even with it closed or that bass gunna knock
It be drowning out the noise of someone getting shot down Broadway
A hooker right on every block
I remember when I heard it back at private school
All them little comments had a few
The teacher treated me like I was gunna be a criminal
Almost like they had a pre arranged funeral
Like where you from CAMDEN
I hated everything about it
but everything happens for a reason
and I be proving them wrong till the day that I'm gone
I was made in God's image so I had it all along
I'm from Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
This is my story
Let me tell you my journey
Ah yeah
It's been a long time coming
Everybody's got something
Ah yeah
The story goes on and on
On and on
The story goes on and on
So won't you come along yeah
You can follow me if you wanna
Come to the bottom
I can show you the liquor stores and
churches on every corner
Come with me to the corner
I can show you the loners
I can show you the smokers
I can show you the stoners
Welcome to Queens city
This view aint meant for na
Baby sister twerkin
Older brother's a goner
Loss miss got a youth corrupted by drug abuse
Daddy be on the juice til he drink himself into a coma
But what do you expect when your city full of threats
And the only thing they offer you is death
Neighbors coming for your head
Devil's breathing down your neck
When your table lacking bread
It's whatever for them checks
It the ghetto they sayin
Life is a dice roll
A game of averages
Aint nothing good in a city full of savages
That's not true
The Messiah comes from Nazareth
Even Jesus grew up in the hood
Everybody's got a Camden
This is my story
Down memory lane
Everybody got trauma
Everybody got pain
Everybody got something
Something that they afraid
To say all out in the Public
That's why they make us the same
Are we the same?
Think we the same
Everybody got a hood
We just call it a different name
Maybe it's in our brain
Maybe it's in the gang
Maybe it's in our blood
Maybe it's all vain
ah man
I remember that pain
I remember that thing
Won't give it no name
No I won't give it no name
Unless it's going to bring change
To somebody in chains
Cuz everybody's insane
Everybody's insane
When you're going down the lane
Going down the Ave
Going down your past
Everybody's got a Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
This is my story
Let me tell you my journey
Ah yeah
It's been a long time coming
Everybody's got something
Ah yeah
The story goes on and on
On and on yeah
The Story goes on and on
So won't you come along yeah
Might've been around ten when i got into my first fight
Twenty First street yeah i lived in Crimdon Hill
Man i learned the chamber black in mind back in Harrison
I was chillin with some young boss selling pills for a wilst
Then I'm river road being chased by a cop
And even with it closed or that bass gunna knock
It be drowning out the noise of someone getting shot down Broadway
A hooker right on every block
I remember when I heard it back at private school
All them little comments had a few
The teacher treated me like I was gunna be a criminal
Almost like they had a pre arranged funeral
Like where you from CAMDEN
I hated everything about it
but everything happens for a reason
and I be proving them wrong till the day that I'm gone
I was made in God's image so I had it all along
I'm from Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
Everybody's got a Camden
This is my story
Let me tell you my journey
Ah yeah
It's been a long time coming
Everybody's got something
Ah yeah
The story goes on and on
On and on
The story goes on and on
So won't you come along yeah
You can follow me if you wanna
Come to the bottom
I can show you the liquor stores and
churches on every corner
Come with me to the corner
I can show you the loners
I can show you the smokers
I can show you the stoners
Welcome to Queens city
This view aint meant for na
Baby sister twerkin
Older brother's a goner
Loss miss got a youth corrupted by drug abuse
Daddy be on the juice til he drink himself into a coma
But what do you expect when your city full of threats
And the only thing they offer you is death
Neighbors coming for your head
Devil's breathing down your neck
When your table lacking bread
It's whatever for them checks
It the ghetto they sayin
Life is a dice roll
A game of averages
Aint nothing good in a city full of savages
That's not true
The Messiah comes from Nazareth
Even Jesus grew up in the hood
Everybody's got a Camden
This is my story
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Writer(s): Jacob Cardec, Mario Torres, Toney Frazier, Drew Allen, Jared Wells
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