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