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Back in the days was kinda crazy, kid I started out with nothin'
Wasn't livin' like thanks giving, I was turkey without the stuffin'
Sometimes I sweared to God that I was headed for the poorhouse
Say mama caught the drama, she would bleed tryin' to feed 4 mouths
Wasn't rockin' girbauds, I barely had clothes and when it snowed
And temperatures droppin' below zero, you know I froze
No Cd's, a black and white TV, a seat is a rubber tire
With a hanger for the antenna, turned channels with some pliers
Had nothin' in my cabinet, but cans of raid
I'm knockin' on my neighbor's door
To borrow a cup of sugar for my kool-aid
I wasn't freshly dipped, my gear was straight ripped, I'm trippin'
'Cause my winter coat got lost buttons
And zippers that wouldn't stay zipped
I never remembered the brother was straight fat cat
Not even a big mac black, I had kid castle topped with crackerjacks
Walkin' the streets, with the weak sneaks on my feet
And the freaks wouldn't speak, I never had lipstick on my cheek
So much for getting humped from the stunts, I always struck out
The one y'all likes is takin' hikes if you can't pull a buck out
So now I gots to dedicate my next plate to all the homeboys and girls
Straight up baby, I'm blowin' up in the world
Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world
Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world
I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines
I gotsta get mines, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm blowin' up in the world
Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world
Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world
I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines
I gotta get mines, I gotsta get mines, yeah
It seems like only yesterday, my moms was on my back
Get your butt up out the sack and find a job or hit the road jack
Black, I don't disown her, I'm just a kid from corona
With a G.E.D. diploma, with more ribs showin' than Tony rhoma's
In order to get straight, I gotsta to make a muscle
Learned to hustle and bustle and I gave the streets a tussle