[Intro: Narrator]

Can I get some more coals? thank you

That concludes our story

And here we are (Oh)

[Verse 1]

From the 021 to the 416

23 years old, in the city where they kill

Back in 98 met the city that I love

In the 6 side caught a blessing from above and I (And I)

Had to leave some day-ones back before I popped off

Rather see a grave than a mother fucking cop car

I left my scars in Toronto

I'mma win Grammy ‘for it’s all said and done though (Yeah)

I left my heart in Tehranto

Bet it on myself left my shortie in a pronto

I'd rathеr let the roses do thе talking for me

Ashtray full of roaches and they talking to me

Baby, I lost my sanity

Couldn't even call to hear the voices of my family

Now from the 021 to the 416

Recognized as a shah, long live the king

Royalty, tell it like I’m Ferdowsi

Ain't fair to see the ashes smouldering

Mayday mayday, 'case you missed it

Hundred seventy-six gone in an instant

[Hook]

Age ye roozy noome to

Too gooshe man seda kone

Dobare baz ghamet biad

Ke mano mobtala kone

Be del migam karish nabashe

Bezareh darde to davah she

Bereh tooyeh tamoomeh joonam

Keh baz barat avaz-

[Verse 2]

Ay, I made like fifty racks when I was seventeen

I was pushing hella beats, and living the dream

My toxic shorty stayed spearing me

Dropped 20 racks on her, just to see her love was fucking killing me

Too many nights spend numbing the pain

Something really had to change, anxiety made a prison

'Til I finally escaped and made a decision

Get the fuck outta my face, I'm going the distance

Told Sam that I'm bleeding for real

He said “what you gonna do after leaving the Hill?”

Mikham Mardom begand Afta Omar Khayyameh rappeh

I'm gonna free the Persian people, and deliver a classic

Oh yeah yeah

Yeah

[Outro: Narrator]

Bala rafter mast bood (Mmm), payeen rafteem doogh bood

Gheseyeh ma hameen bood (Yeah)