I'm a king My hair was knotty then Nose, snotty then Sweats, no pockets then Sweatin', no problems then Facts? Off the potty then News? Watchin' karate then Muddas playin' double dutch She was hop-scotchin' then Me, girl watchin' then Crooked little eye, eye Hump-back, tryna hump that Yes, I, I Couldn't play because I'm poo They thought I was mockin' them Gramz, said I was devilish Been knew I was rotten then School, been dropped out Neva really clockin' in Popz, been dropped out Neva really stoppin' in Momz, tryna lock me out Cops, tryna lock me in Damn, devilish one with pellet-guns Grew from, sling-shotin' them To sling-shootin' them, dice all day Kept hook shot, nice all day Right hook fight, nice all day Nigga left for a night To keep money, right all day Break a night all day If you could look at me now If you could look at me now Let me smoke with you young'in Yo, I was pop lockin', then Card-board boxin', then Me, I was up the center 3-D, lockin' in Strong-arm, robbin' then Started car, poppin' in Me, Skinny toots, Telly boots Marley Park and El Got in trouble with Passion Was from parkin' them Other Jacks, different sets Started sparkin' him I had the fourteen gauge My nigga Larken then How it made front page He caught a spark from them He got gauged in his leg Still was walkin' then 8-toss, shook it off Kept sparkin' them All heads ain't help We had more heart then them We squashed that war Got some wall Stayed apart from them Down in Iraq, they give me dap I'm takin' pounds from clowns You shake my hand like a grown man Ya ain't see it like Tony and old man Mob-style fer real, this is my life style fer real If you could look at me now If you could look at me now Now it's big businesses You see them big Bentley skids You see them bee's on those shiny ass Rims of his, you can't find him in the woods With his kids with his Mob cookin' breakfast with no S.W.A.T. A good day this is You could bull-shit with rap if you want I pull the bull-shit to the back And put rap in front Now I'm state prop flickin' it State prop stitchin' it I'ma paper soldier y'all Your boy gettin' rich I see a kids hair, knotty now They nose, snotty now So what I do I try to turn they frown around I make 'em smile a day If only for a while a day I give them dollar day That's my ghetto holiday I must say for myself I'm feelin' proud today My life is shaped Like I run about a mile a day I dedicate this to the one's that Counted me out And looked at me down Just look at me now If you could look at me now I know y'all see me Look at me now man I'm killin' this shit Sheed, check your boy out man Your boy got businesses man I done came up on my own nigga I'm a CEO nigga Clothing line, cartoons Movies, name it nigga Bullshit with rap if you want I'm a big-boy-toy driver nigga With unlaced Air Force One's with no license Holla at me nigga, y'all can't tell me shit Look at me now © STILL DIGGIN' MUSIC; RELL SOUTH MUSIC; SHAKUR AL DIN MUSIC; BMG SONGS, INC.; HITCO SOUTH; WB MUSIC CORP.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com