| Yeah, you see, some men see things the way they are, and say, why? | |
| I see things that never was and say, why not? | |
| Just wanna be there, you know? y'all realize, I hold this down | |
| East New York, Eighty-two, First pumas navy blue | |
| First wife Kiesha Wilson with love, she was my baby boo | |
| Crazy crew, paying dues, few of us made it thru | |
| Front window, Ms. Glady's, that was my favorite view | |
| Hated school, never went, hookie was better spend | |
| Right around the time the god rocks smoking dead presidents | |
| Devilish ever since, seeking for hope, needing some form of nourishment | |
| It's eighty-eight skin starting to radiate | |
| Hit on my baby-face mama bear could see that I'm there | |
| She finally gave me space change of pace moving quicker | |
| Consuming liquor, humping on some chicks pussy | |
| Trying to undo her zipper | |
| Gucci slippers who can diss us? 40 deuce movie pictures | |
| What other way but poetically can I prove we scriptures? | |
| Drugs sold 'em, cars rode 'em, guns near my scrotum, | |
| Got locked, got right out, gave what I owed 'em | |
| Five when they buried Will killed 'Po killed Phil | |
| Murdered Donald Jones, shot clip hit Bill | |
| Prince in prison, damn, Yam still living | |
| I can see him up in heaven my nigga dance to the rhythm | |
| God, show me a better way, give me another day | |
| Open the lane up so I can make these fuckers pay | |
| Fo sho, I just wanna be there, you know? | |
| Realize what I'm worth, the work I put in | |
| And I brought to the table through the years | |
| I ain't the average, ya heard? | |
| Respect my gangsta, it's all hustle | |
| Steal it on 'em, you know? | |
| Loving da game you gave me, loving my name is AZ | |
| Never sold millions, but fuck it I'm here to save the babies | |
| Look how a lady raised me, so would say he crazy | |
| I'm just a nigga from Brooklyn repping the streets that made me | |
| Rapping for quite a while, all around, tighter style | |
| One of the flyest with the brightest smile, try me how? | |
| Save all the aggra-zations, keep all the confrontations | |
| I'm sitting contemplating trying to crack the combination | |
| Move mystique mostly months that I keep cozy | |
| At time I creeped only this is what the East showed me | |
| More on to music making trying to renew relations | |
| Ducking the dudes that's hatin', please don't make me lose my patience | |
| I put it down for y'all my face surrounds Allah | |
| My catalogue consists of a hundred thousand bars | |
| The god, please respect me, ya heard? |
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