Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me Id never amount to nothin
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin in front of
Called the police on me when I was just tryin to make some money to feed my daughter 
And all the niggas in the struggle
You know what Im sayin? Its all good, baby baby
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock til my tape popped
Smokin weed in Bambú, sippin on Private Stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now Im in the limelight cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski
Im blowin up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number, same hood, its all good
And if you dont know, now you know, nigga
You know very well 
Who you are 
Dont let em hold you down 
Reach for the stars 
You had a goal 
But not that many 
Cause youre the only one
Ill give you good and plenty 
I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And Im far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, its the Brooklyn way
The Moët and Alizé keep me pissy, girls used to diss me
Now they write letters cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rapping stuff
I was too used to packing gats and stuff
Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Living life without fear
Puttin five karats in my baby girl ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And its still all good
And if you dont know, now you know, nigga
You know very well 
Who you are 
Dont let em hold you down 
Reach for the stars 
You had a goal
But not that many 
Cause youre the only one
Ill give you good and plenty 
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man, I couldnt picture this
50-inch screen, money-green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two Gs flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin
Celebrating every day, no more public housin
Thinkin back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps an Ac with minks on her back
And she loves to show me off of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip Champagne when we thirsty
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
Cause I went from negative to positive and its all 
And if you dont know, now you know, nigga
You know very well 
Who you are 
Dont let em hold you down 
And if you dont know, now you know, nigga
Reach for the stars 
You had a goal 
But not that many 
Cause youre the only one 
Ill give you good and plenty 
And if you dont know, now you know, nigga
Representin B-Town in the house 
Junior Mafia, mad flavor 
Uh, uh, yeah, aight 
You know very well
Who you are
Dont let em hold you down
Reach for the stars
You had a goal
But not that many
Cause youre the only one
Ill give you good and plenty
Biggie Smalls, its all good, nigga
Junior Mafia, its all good, nigga
Bad Boy, its all good, nigga
Its all good
Thats right, 94
And on and on, and on and on
You know very well
Its all good
Who you are
Yeah
Dont let em hold you down
Reach for the stars