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[Chorus: Repeat 2X]We came a long way up from fighting court casesRunning the streets dirty with guns on our waistsTryna be a man feed a fam and build a basisTreaded the sandhills, hip hop is my oasis[Verse One]It all began up in 100 dwightWhen my uncle younganutt handed me my first micAt 13 years old, I realized it was a roadAnd at the end I would win lots of pots of goldNever lost the flame, never divorced the gameEverybody who know me know I paid the cost for fameTo be a billionaire, the god struggled for yearsSome nights I shed tears when I said my prayersBeen shot at a lot of times for slinging nickels and dimesOn the road to the riches that was paved with crimeI was sought of caught in between the streets and a micNiggaz never touched the knucklesCause they knew I could fightRed Hook was one projects easy to get killed inMy mother always told me stay from underneath them buildingsI scrambled all my life, finally I found my purposeI'ma be a disciple to hip hop long as the earth twist[Chorus]Songtexte[Verse Two]My mother and Mrs. Irene had me, Klief, and Elliot sing+Rappers Delight+ by the Sugarhill Gang, at her baby showerNow I realize that's what gave me powerAt 8 years old that was my first hip hop encounterThen I went on playing keyboards with adam ellisOnly 12 but we could play whatever people tell usIn the halls of Red Hook, I was the king of the beat boxBack when me and Mr. Ice walked around singing rock boxHe was the nicest emcee in the hook on Red Hook dayWhen niggaz saw us behind the ropes they were shookWe feint to lace the mic and young always allowed usUsed to go from block to block to battleAnd people would crowd usOn staircases with rah and sha the ganja would spark meI was fiending to battle dougie fresh, buff and biz markieWas always a ghetto star and highly respectedLashawna always asked me when I'm gonna make a recordPeople seen something in me I didn't see in myselfShit I was only having fun, niggaz loved how it feltMy 2 daughters denysha, yay-yay, my whole familyI dedicate this to y'all for believing in me[Chorus][Verse Three]I come from humble beginnings, a project apartment7 kids on 2 beds, the rest on the carpetMy mother raised her brothers and sisters on welfareAs well as her own kids, and she didn't have any healthcareNow we tryna get houses with cars in garagesManage twa's, bubble hot tub massagesLaughing all the way to the bank with my goddessTryna put gold bars in the safe, platinum artistNo longer settling for the crumbs on the cakeNo more embezzling or we running from jakeShopping sprees copping threes rocking designer thingsNo more selling poppy seeds or hocking diamond ringsCelebration of life, everyday's like christmasTaking my baby girls on trips, and fulfilling their gift listSending my ol' earth on vacation on the love boatAfter a cruise around the world she comes home to a fur coatRelax with black sand all up between her toes on beachesEnjoying the breeze from palm trees, sipping crushed peachesShit, back in the days the only island niggaz been on was rikersDoing pushups with them lifers![Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania