| Hella faded
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| You wonder why everything so celebrated
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| And all of our team’s dreams shot down
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| But made it to the top now
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| Out of Hell and above hard ground
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| We spreading my wings
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| All of my team make the Planet Rock, don’t stop now
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| Was supposed to be a ghost
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| Now when we party I’m the host
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| We made it through the rain to the fame so I wanna make a toast
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| «I'd like to thank everybody that showed up
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| Now we boutta get poured up
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| Cause we made it through the days it so rough
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| So is everybody with me?
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| Sho Nuff!»
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| I been at the bottom where they fought and then they shot em
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| Was a problem Summer, Winter, Spring and Autumn
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| Gotta pray to god is what they taught 'em
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| Havin not is what they got so you right up in the column
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| Unless you got the will to go and get it
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| Unless you find a lick go and hit it
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| I didn’t picture I didn’t march and pick it
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| I just kick em something wicked and then it turned into a ticket
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| Went from fights in schools
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| To partying on stage where the hip-hop junky is nice and smooth
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| When in back in the day that Quincy J gave me a brightened view
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| Told me rap what you know, took his advice then grew
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| Sick mother with no father
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| But still I made it as a scholar
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| But now I gotta pop a collar, cause i started deep in squalor
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| Then I made some million dollars
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| I’d like to thank everybody that showed up
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| Now we boutta get poured up
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| Cause we made it through the days it was so rough
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| So is everybody with me?
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| Sho Nuff!
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| Even though we had a lot of nothing were we poor?
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| Sho Nuff!
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| Did we find a better way of living through this flow?
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| Sho Nuff!
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| Coming up feeling good right now
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| Lot of love in the hood right now
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| Tell me something if you ain’t a hater, do we go?
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| Sho Nuff!
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| I remember rubber sole footies on my feet
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| In the dead of winter, freezing cold walking in the streets
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| Off to 7-Eleven, only had enough to eat
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| Bag of Doritos with the chili and cheese inside em, it was cheap
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| Momma in the hospital, 17 I got little
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| Copped vitals, pushing the bricks, scrubbing off the hot griddle
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| Too much struggle to tell y’all
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| But it ain’t so much that I quit and stop making my mil' tall
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| Ah hell nah!
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| Made it through the rainy day
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| Never liked the devil and the games he play
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| Even though we in a gang we pray
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| Yeah we broke the chains and the money and the fame we slay
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| Used to be a man with no hoe
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| Now to all my many fans I’m a goat
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| My struggle was a blast in the past
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| Now I’m gonna lift my glass cause I wanna make a toast
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| «I'd like to thank everybody that showed up
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| Now we boutta get poured up
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| Cause we made it through the days it so rough
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| So is everybody with me?
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| Sho Nuff!»
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| Even though we had a lot of nothing were we poor?
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| Sho Nuff!
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| Did we find a better way of living through this flow?
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| Sho Nuff!
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| Coming up feeling good right now
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| Lot of love in the hood right now
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| Tell me something if you ain’t a hater, do we go?
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| Sho Nuff!
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| Even though we had a lot of nothing were we poor?
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| Sho Nuff!
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| Did we find a better way of living through this flow?
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| Sho Nuff!
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| Coming up feeling good right now
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| Lot of love in the hood right now
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| Tell me something if you ain’t a hater, do we go?
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| Sho Nuff! |