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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 filla, 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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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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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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Uh, uh... and if you don't know, now you know, nigga |
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Uh... and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh |