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Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me |
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I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the |
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buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on |
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me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters, |
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and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'? |
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Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh |
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It was all a dream |
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I used to read Word Up magazine |
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Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine |
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Hangin' pictures on my wall |
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Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl |
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I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped |
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Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock |
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Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack |
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With the hat to match |
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Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha |
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You never thought that hip hop would take it this far |
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Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight |
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Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade |
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Born sinner, the opposite of a winner |
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Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner |
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Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri |
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Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky |
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I'm blowin' up like you thought I would |
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Call the crib, same number same hood |
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It's all good |
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Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh |
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You know very well who you are |
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Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars |
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You had a goal, but not that many |
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'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty |
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I made the change from a common thief |
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To up close and personal with Robin Leach |
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And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day |
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Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way |
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The Moet and Alize keep me pissy |
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Girls used to diss me |
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Now they write letters 'cause they miss me |
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I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff |
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I was too used to packin' gats and stuff |
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Now honies play me close like butter played toast |
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From the Mississippi down to the east coast |
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Condos in Queens, indo for weeks |
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Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak |
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Livin' life without fear |
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Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears |
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Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool |
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Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school |
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Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood |
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And it's still all good |
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Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga |
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You know very well who you are |
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Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars |
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You had a goal, but not that many |
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'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty |
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Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis |
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When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this |
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50 inch screen, money green leather sofa |
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Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur |
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Phone bill about two G's flat |
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No need to worry, my accountant handles that |
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And my whole crew is loungin' |
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Celebratin' every day, no more public housin' |
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Thinkin' back on my one-room shack |
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Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back |
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And she loves to show me off, of course |
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Smiles every time my face is up in The Source |
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We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us |
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No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us |
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Birthdays was the worst days |
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Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay |
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Uh, damn right I like the life I live |
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'Cause I went from negative to positive |
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And it's all... |
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It's all good |
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...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh |
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You know very well who you are |
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Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars |
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You had a goal, but not that many |
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'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty |
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Representin' B-Town in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uh |
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Uh, yeah, a-ight |
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