East Place Story
Bikes tumble and rollerblades go flying
This is the place where the extreme is king
People here long for stuff that’s addicting
Expect daily to see crime and fighting
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Come on over to the great East Place Street
Watch the colors and give your eyes a treat
See each skater perform an awesome feat
Find out how many gangsters you can meet
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Respect and discipline is devoid here
Outsiders here usually die of fear
The tension will make your eyes shed a tear
People here don’t drink water, only beer
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Hackers, mobsters and thieves here go roaming
Heck, this is the place where I am living
Sometimes I wonder why I’m still staying
Maybe ‘coz this place has hopes of changing
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This is it, this is the East Place Story
Come on here and do not ever worry
As long as you’re good you won’t be sorry
Let’s make a difference here, let’s hurry
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At the end of a storm, the sun will rise
We could turn this place into something nice
Let’s end all the vices and all the lies
I was born in this place, the town of cries
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“Why are you telling this?”, you might ask me
Well, I want you to help my ancestry
Now, you might want to know more about me
I could tell you, but that’s another story
