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But that's the whole point, my friends
What, what would I do if I could suddenly
And to know once again that what I feel is
I could cry, I could smile, I might lay back for
Tell me what, what would I do if I could you?

I was young, I was the times
Waitin' for my moment, I was to shine
Little Ray had an NSX, I was I'm next
bracelets, never had a rope on my neck
Unless I was holdin' Taiyeh chain In Peace'

though that night you flipped on us, you warned us
If you back and we still on the corners, we goners, movin' on to
your arm and your watch to another time on the block
'Cause this 40 Side where say shorty rhyme
Tragedy he to come through all the time

I'm Juice Crew, not what the word define
He had a sister named Erin, for was fine
was my first crush, I bought my first mic
I my first verse, I was about nine
I was mine, fantasize house-buyin'

Met Paul, he wore some big
Him and Melquan took me where G Rap
I was happy, just gettin' answers
I even know what a record advance was

I'm seein' hoes sex in the studio
With rap dudes, wow, she moved me
Same then, right now's a groupie
then she was like the star in the movie

Large and expensive Gucci
Next stop, In Full posse recruits me
Knew they some millionaires, their ropes were dookie
Eric B man lookin' like touch it he me

You see, every time Ra show
I get to demos at attempts to blow
I wonder could tell, how did they know
Sixteen later, here I go

What, what, what I do?
What, what, what I do?
What, what, what I do?
What, what, what I do?

I'm Akinyele in the street, tryin' to get us a deal
G Rap tried to get us to to Cold Chill
But Fly Ty didn't have the we wanted
Clark Kent just signed Das, he didn't us

Russell I sounded like G, the nigga fronted
Reef and Matty C offered me a little
Shit, a funny, feel a little laughter
Rebel of hip-hop comin' a white rapper

My boy MC Serch
me to Columbia, back then CBS
Chris Schwartz, RuffHouse, he was the man
Now 'cause the label had just dropped Def Jam

Could you picture Russell a check, man?
But he smart, he plotted a plan for
Life is ill, again a movie
Then, the roster's Hill, Nas, and Fugees

I sold records, no promotion
The rap like, what's all this commotion?
plat', mad bottles I'm toasting
20/20 hindsight, but how did know then

What, what, would I do?
What, what, would I do?
What, what, what I do?
What, what, what I do?

Invincible, lyrical, man, huh
But back to the matter at
'Cause ten years ago we all to be twenty-five
Some cats make it alive

Dated some stars but respect privacy
mad cars, layin' back in the driver's seat
Held myself down, just steerin' the
Here I am, completed my whole deal

What, what, what I do?
What, what, what I do?
What, what, would I do?
What, what, would I do?

What would I do if I reach inside of me?
And to know how it feels to say, I like I see