"For real, a star, e'rybody shine Follow your heart and not For real, for real, I'm to do my thing to shine Said shine, c'mon"
not luck that I'm sittin' here spittin' for y'all Preeld in by Allah I'm hittin' for y'all up on the New York concrete lookin' Like a little snotty dish of prodigy They called me Man all in the boulevard When I was young, my family used to hard of uncatched kids turned to blood ketchup The illest niggas was Richard Pryor and Bump
Skinned knees from being bad-ass boys Police sirens and baby screams was average came, the ghetto copped the soundtrack Street poetry to tracks, you beat that? Malik introduced it to me He said, "Forget Hill, nigga, let's MC" Twelve years old, in the backroom For echoes, we to rhyme in the bathroom
Run-D.M.C., Slick and Doug E. Fresh The Juice Crew rule but this nigga KRS? Reference points, too many to for Battlin' niggas on trains, I raw Never let my die I was happy and high goin' to and Bed-Stuy We made our demo tape Excited like a mawfucka, lookin' for our break
I ("F'real") You can do it ("Listen to the story I yo) Be abidin', (F'real")
I ("Don't let 'em to front you") You can see it ("Get up and follow me and again, use my life as an example") Do it, and see it, and be nobody
Jungle Brothers, De La, gave me little light In Top, Feet, Buddy, that was aight One year later, the was initiated Bonita came, it was how she dominated Can I kick it parled us to our next So drunk in those days, I truly was How I got up to make tunes People cheered me, it was Foreign, then came Low End
quickly recognized who we are Phife is ill and is a superstar with P.E., Naughty, and the Geto Boys Arsenio Hall, then were evil toys Whisperin' hate inside my virgin ears Tryin to hurt but, yo, we stood the tears Midnight was tighter, now look at us Condoms is on the rida on the bus
It got funky right here, I had to my life In the snow after the show, I had a fight wit' Moves to a to get away but back home Job was urkin' us, it sent me a danger zone The thing, I found Allah in the process An angel wit' sneaky ways and gave me stress Now am I to do? My album's but I'm still feelin' blue, c'mon
Yeah, Yeah, ("You can do it") Yeah, Yeah, ("I know")
Yeah, ("You can see it") Yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Makin' my way, the wilderness has grown Redemption and my heart, of them was pierced Crashed my truck, didn't think I'd it out Had a hit on my life, he thought I his wife my house burned down, me and Ands was in it My crew was tired and I we had to end it But all of this, I'm still here notes and let hope floats I'm still here, take note and let float I'm here, take notes and let hope float
You can do the same shit I'm doin' You can do the same that I'm doin', uh-huh I'm still here, take note, let it, Still here, notes and let it float, ha-ha here, take and let it You can do the same thing I'm doin', thing that I'm here, take and let it, uh-hah Still here, take notes, let it float, Still here, notes, let it float, c'mon Do the same thing that I'm doin' if ya pay
I You can see it Do it, and see it, and be nobody