when I put that pen to that papyrus Southside scribe Read it for the village Loved in the Mecca but I never made a pillage Water my own grass, it's greener on my
of them down at Old Navy I used to give 'em they fix and it was all gravy Until the manager noticed his workers getting lazy Checked the lockers found my
fuzz growing in on my chin On the same corner where I lost 10 of my friends Throw on my diskman and I'm zoning again To my baby momma crib and we boning
your fare And trust me nigga like CC I'm going take you there And like a glass cutter let me make this clear Kidz in the Hall will rise this year I want
I've been tryin to get my life right I got a good girl, wants to be a good wife You know 2.5 kids the white picket fence Takin' my ass to church, so I
my voice But this is my life man Rapping is my choice And I bet you that I make it Put my life on it Unborn seed, my crib, and my wife on it My mics on
my neck said let me take you back to the crib and undress we made it back but miss be gobbling(?) on my mini-mac she said wait a minute, sing my song
minute I'm still handling them been a spitter with lyrical finesse Pray I sell 6 digits I can sleep well knowing that I got my spirit and my soul Damnit
Flow taste is choice You can hear my ancestors when I open my voice You can hear my hunger with the words that I write And my eyes is a reflection of
Double O spinning records while I'm ripping the mic Just look up in the sky It's a bird it's a plane Kidz in the hall, learn the motherfucking name Streets
[Chorus] Living my life like its golden Spitting my songs like they platinum Check my watch, time for some action Hood got us all divided sorta like fractions Let my