| It was all a dream | |
| I used to read word up magazine | |
| Salt'n'pepa and heavy d up in the limousine | |
| Hangin' pictures on my wall | |
| Every saturday rap attack, mr. magic, marley marl | |
| I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped | |
| Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock | |
| Way back, when i had the red and black lumberjack | |
| With the hat to match | |
| Remember rappin' duke, duh-ha, duh-ha | |
| You 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 filla, the opposite of a winner | |
| Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner | |
| Peace to ron g, brucey b, kid capri | |
| Funkmaster flex, lovebug starsky | |
| I'm blowin' up like you thought i would | |
| Call the crib, same number same hood | |
| It's all good | |
| Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh | |
| I made the change from a common thief | |
| To up close and personal with robin leach | |
| And i'm far from cheap, i smoke skunk 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 write letters 'cause they miss me | |
| I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff | |
| I was too used to packin' gats and stuff | |
| Now honies play me close like butter played toast | |
| From the mississippi down to the east coast | |
| Condos in queens, indo for weeks | |
| Sold out seats to hear biggie smalls speak | |
| Livin' life without fear | |
| Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears | |
| Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool | |
| Considered a fool 'cause i dropped out of high school | |
| Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood | |
| And it's still all good | |
| Uh... and if you don't know, now you know, nigga | |
| Super nintendo, sega genesis | |
| When i was dead broke, man i couldn't picture this | |
| 50 inch screen, money green leather sofa | |
| 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 loungin' | |
| Celebratin' every day, no more public housin' | |
| 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 landlord 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... | |
| (it's all good) | |
| ...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh | |
| Uh, uh... and if you don't know, now you know, nigga | |
| Uh... and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh |
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