P.S. 111 at free lunch, embarrassed but managed to get a plate We was kids hungry, Mom's working I was famished, she getting home late So I decided now I'm in charge Either stay full or starve, corner store like Mr. Spare-a-Quarter Before Air Jordans, Kareem Abdul-Jabbars Trying to cop quarters and trying to move that hard Roll with a shooting squad How could I not succumb? How could I not partake? 15 I got a gun, 16 I robbed a train Licked off a shot for fun, what's got inside my brain? A hustler's job ain't done, 'til he becomes a king But I'm a righteous son, despite I'm in the mist of Dudes who switch up and change They want to carry me like I'm some kind of lame I never let them know, I just forgive them though Either that or the pistol blow
I remember early mornings - syrup sandwiches, sugar water, yeah Walking up the dark stairwells, elevators was out of order, yeah Worth 200 million now, bicentennial nigga, flat screens and condominiums Brazilian women on Xannies they pulling off panties I'm pushing 40, she only 21 Don't applaud me, I'm exhausted G Me and my red cup, my blunt and my red cup Y'all wouldn't know me without one, I keep a fresh cut Remember talking to Biggie inside his Lex truck Said stay fly when you bummy, keep your pajamas Armani Hood forever, I just act like I'm civilized Really what's in my mind is organizing a billion black motherfuckers To take over Jp and Morgan Goldman and Sachs And teach the world facts and give Saudi they oil back
1990's Polo Ralph Lauren on him Gone a few years, the whole world snoring on him Girls all up on him, I spread them, hit them and dead them She says, "third leg from a legend is sheer heaven" She says, "it is the greatest loving" The tales you hear is the truth, on me Who wasn't the most faithful husband Reveal my life, you will forgive me You will love me, hate me, judge me, relate to me Only a few will, this how it sounds when you too real They think it's just music still Well I am a graphic classic song composer Music notes on sheets, I wrote this piece to get closure Some of y'all might know Kelis - this goes to her with love Also goes to y'all, let's see The craziest things already happened to me So either you'll be laughing at me or you're laughing with me, ha
Compositores: Nasir Jones (Nasty Nas), Erik Ortiz (Rook), Kevin Crowe (Colione), Kenneth Bartolomei (Barto) ECAD: Obra #6577443