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 Nineteen seventy somethin'  nigga I don't sweat the date
 My moms is late so I had to plan my escape
 out the skins  in this world of fly girls
 Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
 Ten months in this gut  what the fuck
 I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
 wild  juvenile rippin' mics and shit
 New York New York  ready for the likes of this  uh
 Then came the worst date  May 21st
 2:19, that's when my momma water burst
 No spouse in the house so she rode for self
 to the hospital, to see if she could get a little help
 Umbilical cord's wrapped around my neck
 I'm seein' my death and I ain't even took my first step
 I made it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
 The doctor looked and said, "He's gonna be a Bad Boy"

 Verse 2
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 Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts, makin' cream
 On the drug scene, fuck a football team
 Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
 Hearin' the coach scream at my lifetime dream, I mean
 I wanna blow up, stack my dough up
 So school I didn't show up, it fucked my flow up
 Mom said that I should grow up and check myself
 before I wreck myself, disrespect myself
 Put the drugs on the shelf? Nah, couldn't see it
 Scarface, King of New York, I wanna be it
 Rap was secondary, money was necessary
 Until I got incarcerated--kinda scary
 C74-Mark 8 set me straight
 Not able to move behind the great steel gate
 Time to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
 All the money I stacked was all the money for bail

 Verse 3
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 Ninety-four, now I explore new horizons
 Mama smile when she see me, that's surprisin'
 Honeys is tantalizin', they freak all night
 Peep duckin' cops on the creep all night
 As I open my eyes and realizin' I changed
 Not the same deranged child stuck up in the game
 And to my niggas livin' street life
 Learn to treat life to the best, put stress to rest
 Still tote your vest man, niggas be trippin'
 In the streets without a gat? Nah, nigga you're slippin'
 If I'm pimpin on The F with weed on my breath
 Original hustler with the muffler on the Tec
 Respect to the Mac's and the Ac's
 To the freaks in the Jeeps, lick shots to my peeps