Juicy

Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me i'd never amount to nothin'

To all the people who lived above the buildings i was hustlin' in front of who called the police on me when i was just trying make some money to feed my daughters. And to all the n***** in the struggle, you know what i'm saying?

Verse 1

It was all a dream I used to read Word-Up magazine

Salt and Peppa and heavy D up in the limousine 

hanging pictures on my wall every Saturday rap attack

Mr. Magic Marley marl

I let my tape rock until my tape popped

Smokin' weed and bamboo sipin' on private stock

way back when i had the red and black luberjack with the hat to match

remember rappin duke du-hah du-hah

never thought that hip-hop would take it this far

now i'm in the limelight cause I rhyme tight

time to get paid blow up like the world trade

Born sinner opposite of a winner 

'member when i used to eat sardines for dinner

peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri

Funkmasterflex lovebug starsky

I'm blowin up like you though i would

call the crib same number same hood

Its all good

And if you don't know know you know N**** uh

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You know very well who you are don't let em hold you down

reach for the stars 

you had a goal but not that many

Cause your the only one I'll give you good and plenty

Verse 2

I made a change from a common theif

to up close and personal with Robin Leetch 

And I'm far from cheap, I smoke salt with my peeps all day

Spread love. It's the Brooklyn way

The moet and alize keep me pissy

Girls used to diss me Now they right letters cause they miss me.

I never thought it would happen this rappin stuff i was to used to packin gats

and stuff

Now honies play me close like butter played toast

From the mississippi down to the east coast

condos and queens indo for weeks 

sold out seats to hear biggie smalls speak

livin life without fear puttin five carrots in my babt-girls ears

Lunches, Brunches, Interviews by the pool

considered a fool cause I dropped out of High School

Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood 

and its still all good

And if you don't know now you know n*****

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Verse 3

Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis 

When I was dead broke man i couldn't picture this

50 inch screen money green leather sofa

I got two rides a limousine with a chauffeur 

Phone bill about two g's flat

no need to worry my accountant handles that

And my whole crew is lounging 

celebratin' every day no more public housing

Thinkin back on my one-room shack 

Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back

And she loves to show me off of course

smiles every time my face is up in the source

we used to fuss when the land lord dissed us

no heat wonder why Christmas missed us

Birthdays was the worst days now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay

Uh, damn right I like the life I live cause i went from negative to positive 

(and it's all good)

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