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Updated: Jul 7

Written by Tiffany Melton


City, I call home

Where alongside alleycats, your backstreets and alleyways i've roamed

Barry's mayor4life and the godfather remains king

city i call home wouldnt change a thing

gogo's our lullaby, we speak in a native tongue

city i love second to none

cradled in her arms,molded by her hands

city i call home, my native land

bred in the nation's capital,where monuments reside

one city,though two different sides

mambo sauce is lifeblood, coursing through our veins

chug chugging underneath and thru are the metro trains

president lives here but its engrained from the start

one city, living worlds apart

long as im breathing, Chocolate city, 4ever in my heart

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