"For real, e'rybody's a star, shine Follow heart and not mankind For real, for real, I'm 'bout to do my thing to Said shine, c'mon"
It's not luck I'm sittin' here spittin' for y'all Preeld in by Allah that I'm for y'all Growin' up on the New York concrete Like a snotty dish of prodigy cookin' called me Little Man all in the boulevard When I was young, my family used to party Gangs of kids turned to blood ketchup The niggas was Richard Pryor and Ronnie Bump
Skinned knees from being bad-ass little Police and baby screams was average noise Hip-Hop came, the copped the soundtrack Street poetry to tracks, could you that? Malik introduced it to me He said, "Forget Hill, nigga, let's MC" Twelve years old, rhymin' in the For echoes, we used to rhyme in the
Run-D.M.C., Slick and Doug E. Fresh The Juice Crew rule but who's this KRS? Reference points, too to wish for niggas on trains, I stay raw Never let my die I was happy and high goin' to Alee's and We made our first tape like a mawfucka, lookin' for our first break
I ("F'real") You can do it ("Listen to the I tell yo) Be abidin', (F'real")
I ("Don't let 'em hate to you") You can see it ("Get up and follow me and flow again, use my as an example") Do it, and see it, and be nobody
Brothers, De La, they gave me little light In Top, Three Feet, Buddy, that was One later, the Tribe was initiated Bonita came, it was wild how she Can I kick it parled us to our phase So drunk in days, I truly was amazed How I got up to make tunes People cheered me, it was Foreign, came Low End Theory
People quickly who we are Phife is ill and Busta is a Tours with P.E., Naughty, and the Geto Arsenio Hall, then were evil toys Whisperin' hate inside my virgin ears Tryin to hurt but, yo, we amongst the tears Midnight was even tighter, now at us Condoms is on the stored on the bus
It got funky here, I had to save my life In the snow after the show, I had a wit' Phife Moves to a land to get away but back Job was us, it sent me through a danger zone The good thing, I found Allah in the An angel appeared wit' sneaky and gave me stress Now am I to do? My album's platinum but I'm feelin' blue, c'mon
Yeah, Yeah, ("You can do it") Yeah, Yeah, ("I know")
Yeah, ("You can see it") Yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
my way, the wilderness has grown fierce Redemption and my heart, both of was pierced Crashed my truck, didn't I'd make it out Had a hit on my life, he thought I his wife Plus my burned down, me and Ands was in it My crew was tired and I we had to end it But all of this, I'm still here notes and let hope floats I'm still here, take and let hope float I'm still here, notes and let hope float
You can do the same shit I'm doin' You can do the same thing I'm doin', uh-huh I'm still here, take note, let it, here, take notes and let it float, ha-ha Still here, and let it You can do the same thing I'm doin', that I'm doin' Still here, take and let it, here, take notes, let it float, c'mon Still here, notes, let it float, c'mon Do the same thing I'm doin' if ya pay attention
I You can see it Do it, and see it, and be nobody