[Verse 1]
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Nineteen-seventy somethin', nigga I don't sweat the date
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My moms is late so I had to plan my escape
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out the skins, in this world of fly girls
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Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
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Ten months in this gut, what the fuck
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I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
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wild, juvenile rippin' mics and shit
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New York New York, ready for the likes of this, uh
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Then came the worst date, May 21st
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2:19, that's when my momma water burst
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No spouse in the house so she rode for self
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to the hospital, to see if she could get a little help
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Umbilical cord's wrapped around my neck
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I'm seein' my death and I ain't even took my first step
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I made it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
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The doctor looked and said, "He's gonna be a Bad Boy"
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[Verse 2]
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Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts, makin' cream
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On the drug scene, fuck a football team
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Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
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Hearin' the coach scream at my lifetime dream, I mean
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I wanna blow up, stack my dough up
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So school I didn't show up, it fucked my flow up
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Mom said that I should grow up and check myself
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before I wreck myself, disrespect myself
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Put the drugs on the shelf? Nah, couldn't see it
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Scarface, King of New York, I wanna be it
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Rap was secondary, money was necessary
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Until I got incarcerated--kinda scary
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C74-Mark 8 set me straight
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Not able to move behind the great steel gate
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Time to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
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All the money I stacked was all the money for bail
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[Verse 3]
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Ninety-four, now I explore new horizons
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Mama smile when she see me, that's surprisin'
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Honeys is tantalizin', they freak all night
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Peep duckin' cops on the creep all night
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As I open my eyes and realizin' I changed
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Not the same deranged child stuck up in the game
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And to my niggas livin' street life
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Learn to treat life to the best, put stress to rest
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Still tote your vest man, niggas be trippin'
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In the streets without a gat? Nah, nigga you're slippin'
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If I'm pimpin on The F with weed on my breath
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Original hustler with the muffler on the Tec
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Respect to the Mac's and the Ac's
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To the freaks in the Jeeps, lick shots to my peeps
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Respect
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Notorious Big |