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Uh huh...All I want you to do is feel me...Why take time out, to give you the real me...Uh, uh, uhAyo I grew up very athletic, hard headedthought I knew everything, wanted to do everythingI was spoiled, stubborn, the only childso the only thing I could do was hold it downNow this is something that I could tell you that's no bullshitI always been wicked with the flow since a lil kidmy first addiction, GI Joes and iciesafter that it was light skinned girls and Nikesbreeze through junior high school, then high schoolcouple of semesters of college and then night schoolMoms start riffin, talkin 'bout how she can't support a grown manso the god start flippinPops used to say shit, but never to me muchwas like he wasn't even there cuz we aint agree muchused to be gone for whole weeks at a timepuffin one eleven, used to roll three out a dimethen I found myself sleepin in late, doin nothingfuckin, runnin with the niggas that was hustlinshop wasn't open then, niggas was workin for a pair of Jordansthe next two weeks they was broke againme and K keep havin talks of gettin coke againbut the block was crowded we waitin for an openinmeanwhile shit still slow we still flowinnever stop or look back we still goinBop passed the demo to Mary then she passed it to cousinWe thought it was on but it wasn'tand we can't blame nobodylook at us now dog, we came in the game nobodiesDouble R and Interscope, put that cake upand we aint go platinum but we made niggas wake upgot 'em all talkin 'bout pumpin the brickand they only go and see papi to get somethin to sniffI'm 'bout to fuck the game up for real like in the World Seriesnigga that parachute down in the fieldI don't rap I provide you barsand the pain is invisible, but you can't hide the scarsso y'all never be on the level that we're onability to have dope thoughts and spit heroinI'm good just wakin upThat's how I know I got one more chance to go and cash in and cake it up...more