| Let me give you a little bit of
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| Insight
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| To the road your boy had to travel so far
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| Whoa, it all started on a Wednesday
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| Labor pains, hospital room then K
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| My grandmother named me, I was with it then
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| They wrapped me up and brought me home to the dead end
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| We growed up with love, neighborhood was fast, man
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| Mama made sure her son always had things
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| Daddy was a hustler, he did it all his life
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| Playing pool, poker, making bets and shooting dice
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| He didn’t live with us but he wasn’t far from me
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| First time in my life seeing large money
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| Kept my pockets full, fifty bucks was great then
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| Chillin' in the pool hall at the age of ten
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| By now we in the village, I’m a overachiever
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| I played a little ball, coulda been a wide receiver
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| Life was pretty good, and every day was new
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| But things took a bad turn in 1982
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| This is just a few parts of my life story
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| I know I did a few things that wasn’t right for me
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| This is just a few parts of my life story
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| I know I did a few things that wasn’t right for me, I’m still learning though
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| I lost my grandmother, mama’s married, now it’s on
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| You know the drill, me and step-daddy don’t get along
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| Felt like a third wheel, too young to understand
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| Trippin' ‘cause I’m the only child but that’s my mama’s man
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| But then he went to jail, pain she tried to keep it in
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| By then we living on Salinsky, two deep again
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| I met some new friends, and day and night we ran
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| Around eighth grade is when my rap life began
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| Boys would battle rap, I never heard of that
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| Went home and wrote a few, came back and murdered cats
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| Figured I must be good, wanted to prove it though
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| My daddy broke some bread and threw us in the studio
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| I’m seventeen now, first rap record made
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| Travelin' and talkin' major deals in the eleventh grade
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| A few mistakes were made, I went from group to group
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| A few years later still never seen no loot
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| This is just a few parts of my life story
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| I know I did a few things that wasn’t right for me
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| This is just a few parts of my life story
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| I know I did a few things that wasn’t right for me, I’m still learning though
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| I’m outta school now, still at my mama’s house
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| A grown man now, stepfather finally out
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| Music was in my blood, to them a wasted scene
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| They said go get a job, I’m tryna chase a dream
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| Although I love ‘em both, I knew I had to go
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| I asked my dad, «Can we try again?» |
| He said, «Fa sho»
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| This time we movin' units
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| So now we making chips
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| I’m living life rapping, struggling with relationships
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| Around that same time, I dropped another bomb
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| I visited The Nation, converted to Islam
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| The truth was uncovered, they snatched the tablecloth
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| My content changed, started scaring labels off
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| Went through some ups and downs, no longer concerned with fame
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| The hard road I traveled just helped me learn the game
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| And this is just a short passage to capture my life
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| Parts of my past but I still got some chapters to write
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| This is just a few parts of my life story
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| I know I did a few things that wasn’t right for me
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| This is just a few parts of my life story
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| I know I did a few things that wasn’t right for me, I’m still learning though |