when i was growin up.i didnt have much.all i had was my mothers touch.we werent always first class man.we used to roll duch. and growing up i was the first child.pale skin turned black.and i was kinda wild.i stayed away from the black and mild.she was there when i strolled in kinda late in her house we couldnt use hate.we lived poor in brooklyn now we ballin hard in the tri state momskee keep me hangin for 9 months long and i was raised up and now im 19 years strong
time and time again, music be inspirin, got me wanting to rhyme again, the subject i pick. i need it to stick,. i need you to feel exactly how i did, started out as an awkawrd kid, matured to a confident influentinal man, who kills an instrumental whenever he can, so whenever you read this, treat it like oxygen cause you need this, and its real lyrics trust me, real hip hop listeners must love me
Ma maw loves me, ken!
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when i was growin up.i didnt have much.all i had was my mothers touch.we werent always first class man.we used to roll duch. and growing up i was the first child.pale skin turned black.and i was kinda wild.i stayed away from the black and mild.she was there when i strolled in kinda late in her house we couldnt use hate.we lived poor in brooklyn now we ballin hard in the tri state momskee keep me hangin for 9 months long and i was raised up and now im 19 years strong
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