| At age 13 turned fiend, dreamed nights M. C'ing
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| Reciting rapper’s delight enticed by limelight
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| Ambitious visions of vinyl 12 inches
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| Since Yellowman was king Albino
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| Critiqued my form of speak on breakbeats
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| Cut on 2 Technics in a basement on 210th street
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| House jams, parks, block parties, halls and armories
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| Foremost behind the ropes, you only spoke if you was doped
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| Then formed crews, some rappers now retired
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| My desire required more than a quiet name on flyer’s
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| Inspired, remain for delft, vowin' to see the day my records on the shelf
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| Sold out at HMV and Tower, just how I dreamed
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| Recall hearin' mom scream «Wake up»
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| «Stay in school, take up classes, keep your grades up»
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| But straight up, since my mind’s been made up to do this
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| KCB son, ain’t new to this, I’m true to this
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| Stay true to the game
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| I’m out to get the fortune and fame
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| Stay true to the game
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| I’m out to get the fortune and fame
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| Time passed yet M.O. |
| remains makin' demos
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| Though wished behind the windows of a limo
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| Sippin' champagne, producers kicked game, expected
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| Label exec’s smirked at hard work, tapes rejected
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| Connected with Eli perfected Mikey D and I wrecked it
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| Resurrected, marked the return few expected
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| Picked up in '89, signed but slipped up, charted, bigged up
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| Come to find royalty time, ain’t see a dime
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| For promo shows, though exposed felt cheap
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| Kicked out the crib to the streets of Medina, where I’d sleep
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| Starvin' regardless, persist beyond exist to do this
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| Sons is clueless done, ain’t new to this I’m true to this
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| Stay true to the game
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| I’m out to get the fortune and fame
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| Stay true to the game
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| I’m out to get the fortune and fame
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| The script flips, '96 relationships consist of wisdoms
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| Wishin' I quit, insufficient funds, silver tongues strung on drums
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| A1 yet still unsung, adapt and overcome the aggravation of years waitin'
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| And heads fakin', Jax sayin' «Is it worth the frustration?»
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| It ain’t payin' considerably, lacking consistency
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| Absentee in an industry exceeding M. C's, yet keep strivin' to maintain
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| Too late in the game to change direction
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| Sustain flexin' dialect, tongue blessin' sessions
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| Progress in this profession, knowledge the lesson
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| Let it be known never forgettin', this ain’t no dream
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| Although, it may seem like at times the mic’s grabbed up on
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| Scenes true indeed, born to succeed, my mind is made up to do this
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| KCB son, ain’t new to this, I’m true to this
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| Stay true to the game
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| I’m out to get the fortune and fame
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| Stay true to the game
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| I’m out to get the fortune and fame |