Yeah,this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings
That I was hustlin' in front of
That called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters
And all the *****z in the struggle,you know what I'm sayin'?
Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee
It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
Smokin' **** and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It's all good
Uh, and if you don't know, now you know,nigga
I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know,nigga
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:02.270]Yeah,this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
[00:07.521]To all the people that lived above the buildings
[00:09.567]That I was hustlin' in front of
[00:10.834]That called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters
[00:14.774]And all the *****z in the struggle,you know what I'm sayin'?
[00:16.660]Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee
[00:38.661]It was all a dream
[00:39.970]I used to read Word Up magazine
[00:42.289]Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
[00:44.323]Hangin' pictures on my wall
[00:45.649]Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
[00:49.322]I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
[00:51.371]Smokin' **** and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
[00:53.926]Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
[00:56.854]With the hat to match
[00:58.350]Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
[01:00.666]You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
[01:02.962]Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
[01:05.590]Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
[01:08.496]Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
[01:10.809]Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
[01:12.884]Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
[01:15.526]Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
[01:17.871]I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
[01:19.745]Call the crib, same number same hood
[01:21.996]It's all good
[01:23.290]Uh, and if you don't know, now you know,nigga
[02:05.425]I made the change from a common thief
[02:07.470]To up close and personal with Robin Leach
[02:09.784]And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
[02:12.908]Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
[02:14.674]The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
[02:16.846]Girls used to diss me
[02:17.845]Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
[02:19.664]I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
[02:22.284]I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
[02:24.850]Now honies play me close like butter played toast
[02:27.466]From the Mississippi down to the east coast
[02:29.784]Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
[02:32.095]Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
[02:34.721]Livin' life without fear
[02:36.540]Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears
[02:39.033]Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
[02:41.860]Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
[02:44.437]Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
[02:47.629]And it's still all good
[02:48.882]Uh...and if you don't know, now you know,nigga
Yeah,this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings
That I was hustlin' in front of
That called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters
And all the *****z in the struggle,you know what I'm sayin'?
Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee
It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
Smokin' **** and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It's all good
Uh, and if you don't know, now you know,nigga
I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know,nigga
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:02.270]Yeah,this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
[00:07.521]To all the people that lived above the buildings
[00:09.567]That I was hustlin' in front of
[00:10.834]That called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters
[00:14.774]And all the *****z in the struggle,you know what I'm sayin'?
[00:16.660]Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee
[00:38.661]It was all a dream
[00:39.970]I used to read Word Up magazine
[00:42.289]Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
[00:44.323]Hangin' pictures on my wall
[00:45.649]Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
[00:49.322]I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
[00:51.371]Smokin' **** and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
[00:53.926]Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
[00:56.854]With the hat to match
[00:58.350]Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
[01:00.666]You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
[01:02.962]Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
[01:05.590]Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
[01:08.496]Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
[01:10.809]Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
[01:12.884]Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
[01:15.526]Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
[01:17.871]I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
[01:19.745]Call the crib, same number same hood
[01:21.996]It's all good
[01:23.290]Uh, and if you don't know, now you know,nigga
[02:05.425]I made the change from a common thief
[02:07.470]To up close and personal with Robin Leach
[02:09.784]And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
[02:12.908]Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
[02:14.674]The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
[02:16.846]Girls used to diss me
[02:17.845]Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
[02:19.664]I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
[02:22.284]I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
[02:24.850]Now honies play me close like butter played toast
[02:27.466]From the Mississippi down to the east coast
[02:29.784]Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
[02:32.095]Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
[02:34.721]Livin' life without fear
[02:36.540]Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears
[02:39.033]Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
[02:41.860]Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
[02:44.437]Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
[02:47.629]And it's still all good
[02:48.882]Uh...and if you don't know, now you know,nigga