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 that called the police on me when I was just tryin
To make some money to feed my daughter
To all my peoples in the struggle, you know what Im sayin?
Its all good baby, baby, check it
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
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, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin life without fear
Puttin 5 karats in my baby girls ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
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
Damn right I like the life I live
Cause I went from negative to positive
And its all, its all good