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(feat. J-Live) |
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Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan |
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Manhattan South Bend Albany Brooklyn - where you coming from? |
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Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan |
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Manhattan South Bend Albany Brooklyn - where you coming from? |
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Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan |
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Manhattan South Bend Albany Brooklyn - where you coming from? |
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Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan |
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Manhattan South Bend Albany Brooklyn - where you coming from? |
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Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan |
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Manhattan South Bend Albany Brooklyn - where you coming from? |
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Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan |
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Manhattan South Bend Albany Brooklyn - where you coming from? |
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[fading in] |
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Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at |
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This is autobiographical taking you back |
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I live a charmed life |
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We going back in the years |
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Imagining if my whole world what |
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Where you coming from |
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Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at |
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This is autobiographical taking you back |
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I live a charmed life |
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We going back in the years |
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Imagine if my whole world |
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I been around the sun twenty-five times |
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And I still find new ways to recognize shine |
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Its like light gets better with age |
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The way a song sounds better on stage |
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And rhyme books get better with each page |
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What before the first bar was written |
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A first verse was spittin |
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Before label execs was bullshittin |
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Way back when Aunty Leann Aunt Mimi and Aunt Jackie was babysitting |
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Before food was bitten, consumed through a nipple |
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I'm talking about when times were simple |
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To make a long story short it goes |
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Port-au-Prince Knoxville Anvan love and the city that never sleeps |
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From thought to finish I was born just a couple of weeks late |
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Stayed home longer just to make sure everything was on straight |
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All systems go cut the umbilical cord |
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From old earth to new earth Manhattan to turf |
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For what its worth my mum held me down one deep |
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Pops was absentee but minds you don't sleep |
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It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read |
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By the time I went to school I was in high speed |
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Ready willing and able jackie taught me how to add with |
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Dried up black eyed peas on the kitchen table |
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And coming home to a mothers love and good care |
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Never wanted it was always enough |
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But when it came to education its like she had one rule |
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Theres no such thing as too much school |
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Not to mention lean taught me how to play the piano and then |
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Every summer I was out in south ben |
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Grandpops a bartender at a country club |
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Me and my cousins from grand rapid was living it up |
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Me and granny watching ??? football golden blue |
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She said you cant beat the team and them b's too |
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Some say I got my sense of humour from her |
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And I learned patience from making models in the basement |
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Brookyn, new york to wherever you at |
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This is autobiographical taking you back |
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With no time for refrains I barely got enough time to explain |
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How hip hop captivated my brain |
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My mama raised me on soul and beethoven |
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Sports clubs from private school put me up on soft rock |
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That was cool but I left Z100 and WGLJ |
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To find bliss with real s and kiss |
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Video music rocks showed my what time it is |
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Wrote my first rhymes as corey but j-live was sparked |
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Making pause mix demos with my main man mark |
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Playing ball in the park, there was other heads too |
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I was the herb of the crew, then I learned what to do |
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Got my way from school started battling fools |
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G nice my friendly rival at the lunch table |
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He started spark at a dark with damian and I date |
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I was down for a bit but that was just a DJ |
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Starting spinning in the PJs with satcho and them |
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Back and forth from the tables to the pad and the pen |
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Then I had to do a bit upstate but wait |
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I wasn't incarcerated but college educated |
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As soon the albany I was a full time student part time emcee |
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At the time raw shack was the place to be |
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Living on judge clark |
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Started building with gods |
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16 man squad |
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By the time knowledge was 120 we was just 5 deep |
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I went from mekka to albany a student and landed in medina as a teacher |
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I had this rhyme reacher |
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We recognised what whats happening |
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I'm making records and I'm winning |
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But that's another story and it's only the beginning |
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Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at |
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This is autobiographical taking you back |
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Not my whole entire life but just a slice of the pie |
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A few pieces of the who what when wheres and whys |
