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I build Israelites Rastafarians God bodies F o y Muslims T.O. to Brooklyn nights in Bedsty blazin' trees out in Cali With brothers from frat sippin' henny mad Got Toronto's rap title to Met Quincy in eighty nine, that's my idol Chicks from every nationality, hospitality Listen, my rendition Grabbin' me, mad love in the club Performed for royalty and Even done shows with the greatest emcees of all I was the one who used to say (eighty is mine) I've seen alot of valleys, I've seen alot of I've seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and Son, stick to your vision, peep the Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept
(these eyes) seen of shame in the game (these eyes) seen alot of with the fame (these eyes) seen alot of highs and lows, but that's just the way life (these eyes) my name written in lights (these eyes) I seen alot of in my life (these eyes) seen alot of and lows, but that's just the way life goes
I the microphone, like the priest does a roseary Johova be shinin' when clouds are me So I recelect, Kid Capri On BLS played my when I heard protect ya neck in ninety two, but let's go back to eighty eight Flemington, Don Mills and Makin' with S and gellin' them Next year changed the scenery, gave to your energy Remember when you wasn't feelin' me Toa, Ice-T and Public Much gave me love, you niggas had to me Couldn't stand to see a shine I seen alot of valleys, I alot of peaks I the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat Player always workin' overtime I fell, but a voice kept sayin' Son, stick to your vision, peep the
Your fantasize, fuck the rappin', it won't Yo, people to say Wes, wake up, stop dreamin' I paid my dues, brothers me sacrafice Mr. Maes' got the iller track, I did a sixty song in the key of life I figured that if I stayed focus, when situations seemed God starin' in the mirror, black I want my lyrics written out like I'm elevatin', the spell of satan So when I'm gone, the will carry on To show the rap world how the slept Young cats can sitback, puff tron, out, and sing along I seen of valleys, I seen alot of peaks I seen the bitter with the sweet, and defeat Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept Son, stick to your vision, to your vision I the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat I seen alot of valleys, I seen of peaks Sometimes I fell, but a voice sayin' Son, stick to vision, out