Post by littlestar on Jun 3, 2009 22:15:11 GMT -5
I'm out, It's done
Pops sped off
Left Mom with a bundle of
I don't need any education
Joy ya boy
Why shouldn't I give up
Smack dab in the jungle
When a father didn't need his son
Took tunnel vision
Banging on my drums
But he would soon become a mogul
Being told to shut up
But first he brought that crack back like a yo-yo
But there not gonna stop, you can't make me
Don't play with my yo-yo
I found my self a new hobby
Loco niggas in the hood
Late that winter at home
First niggas hating on me
Along with clothes and socks
It's all good
I opened up
I'm buying things like my sh*t don't stink
To see a stereo boombox
Gucci links and Gucci gooses
Along with family and friends
Watching too many movies
To get through tough times
Bulletproof this
We had rhymes
Had some nerve
To surprise
Like pulling tooths
We caught eyes
When you sixteen, coming through roofless
From there, I climbed to rise
Yeah ya boy ruthless
Seemed little drastic but
Like Ice Cube was
First disc was a classic
Turn the whole city on
Became the face of New York
I'm the new plug
Things were fine
So if this is your first time hearing this
Had a classic and a clothing line
You are about to experience someone so cold
This is a story that you can't believe or sceme
A journey seldom seen
Or let alone Dream
The American dream
After my first Grammy
From the bottom to the top of the globe
I finally reached the highest degree
They call me HOV
After one CD
Pops sped off
Left Mom with a bundle of
I don't need any education
Joy ya boy
Why shouldn't I give up
Smack dab in the jungle
When a father didn't need his son
Took tunnel vision
Banging on my drums
But he would soon become a mogul
Being told to shut up
But first he brought that crack back like a yo-yo
But there not gonna stop, you can't make me
Don't play with my yo-yo
I found my self a new hobby
Loco niggas in the hood
Late that winter at home
First niggas hating on me
Along with clothes and socks
It's all good
I opened up
I'm buying things like my sh*t don't stink
To see a stereo boombox
Gucci links and Gucci gooses
Along with family and friends
Watching too many movies
To get through tough times
Bulletproof this
We had rhymes
Had some nerve
To surprise
Like pulling tooths
We caught eyes
When you sixteen, coming through roofless
From there, I climbed to rise
Yeah ya boy ruthless
Seemed little drastic but
Like Ice Cube was
First disc was a classic
Turn the whole city on
Became the face of New York
I'm the new plug
Things were fine
So if this is your first time hearing this
Had a classic and a clothing line
You are about to experience someone so cold
This is a story that you can't believe or sceme
A journey seldom seen
Or let alone Dream
The American dream
After my first Grammy
From the bottom to the top of the globe
I finally reached the highest degree
They call me HOV
After one CD