Now a while ago,
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I had to do a little bid
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Cause of the things I wanted,
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as a little kid
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I wanted to be like the dealers a lot
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Cause of the things they had and the respect that they got
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All the girls used to jock 'em
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And I wondered why my parents used to knock 'em
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I had a talent, or a hobby you should say
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I like rap, or poetry, but anyway
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Stay away from drugs,
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I paid it no mind
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I wanted to hustle for bread,
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instead of writin rhymes
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So I said to hell with it
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Instead of stayin away from drugs
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I was sellin itI was out all day until the job was done
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Instead of rockin the parties I was robbin 'em
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The females, paid me no mind, not a Giant
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Andre Barnes at the time
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But the rock started sellin, the dough was comin in
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Dealers wanted in, girls started runnin in
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Some said I'm crazy how I'm livinI must be,
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crazy cash and crazy women
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Yeah my gear was right
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They called me
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Andre the Giant and it wasn't cause of my height
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Losin G's in celoI never sweat it;
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cause my connect got kilos
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My bank, two thou that's what's in it
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Rollin celo, headcrack makin G's in a minute
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Oh yeah I'm all for dis
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Yeah I'm handsome,
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but the money made me gorgeous
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Now the girls wanna see me
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The little kids around the block wanna be me
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I was chillin, in thousand dollar coats
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I had links and ropes, and yo the shit was dope
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I had the jewels oh did I have the jewels
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The talk of the town, the neighborhood news
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But friends weren't true inside
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They were passengers, goin along for the ride
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And it makes you say damn!
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Because I feel so hard
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I had scars on my hands
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I thought I'd be fine
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But I got bagged and snagged and then I had to do a little time
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Friends don't hang it's a waste of timeI got one dollar,
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one girl and some great rhymesI pursued the wrong dream
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Now to make a fast buck I gotta schemeFind a celo game, yo
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Bank I gotta buck
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I ace to a deuce, yeah that's just my luck
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I gotta go right and exactInstead of a package,
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I wanted a mic and a hype trackInstead of robbin the parties,
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I'm rippin 'em
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MC's were gettin done, every week a different one
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It's time to put my talent to use
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There's no excuse, I just gotta get loose
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And now I'm really convinced
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I got raw with Lord Finesse,
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and been straight since
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Now you see how I lost it
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But I bounced back,
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you might not be as fortunate
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So take heed my friend
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Before you take a shortcut that leads to a dead end
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Take my advice cause the Giant said so
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And remember -- there's more than one way out the ghetto
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More Than One Way Out of the Ghetto
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Showbiz & A.G. |