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

I was young, I was survivin' the
for my moment, I was destined 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 'Rest In Peace'

Even though night you flipped on us, you warned us
If you came back and we still on the corners, we goners, on to
Move your arm and your watch to another time on the
'Cause this 40 Side where they say rhyme
he used to come through all the time

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

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

I'm seein' hoes sex in the bathroom
With rap dudes, thinkin' wow, she me
Same girl then, right now's a
Back then she was like the in the movie

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Invincible, lyrical, man, huh
But to the matter at hand
ten years ago we all strived to be twenty-five
Some cats didn't make it

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

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

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