Let me take you to ExP where the ugly is known to roamnThe rat infested and defected is what we call our homenWe're surrounded by old violence and gang infested hoodsnDown at the Tank you know that you'll always have a homenIt ain't no misforture, so make no commotionnJunkies, homeless and prostitutes are not hated, they're knownnCan you feel the violence, the love fear and hate?nWe're looking for tomorrow, but is there any fate?nnCh: I'll take you by the hand and walk you through our dashing broken homesnThe locals they all know ExP is where we keep our thronenNeglections, Misconceptions make ExP our homenCorruption, self-destruction make ExP our homenFriends and enemies make ExP our home...