I'm a Hip Hop Child, born and raised
It's taught me Funkin Lessons I never learned in my school days
No Dr, Seuss or Mother Goose for me
Hip Hop was where I heard the best Bedtime Stories
I learned what Teenage Love was, to never trust a big butt and a smile
In order to get Cash Money I had to be a little Juvenile
It taught me not to fall for a girl who says she has friends,
And I can meet my peeps at Tha Crossroads when this life ends
When I stop, collaborate and listen to a Rapper's Delight
I drift away into Street Dreams of how the Freaks Come Out At Night
I feel All Eyez On Me cause I'm an Outkast
But I Walk This Way in My Adidas, so they know I'm Bad
With my Raiders hat, my Starter jacket, and my gold chain
You might not get The Message, cause it's Nothing But A G Thang
I live Hip Hop to the fullest, Ain't No Half Steppin
Me, Myself, And I is the style I stay reppin
But I know It Takes Two to make a thing go right
And I Left My Wallet In El Segundo so could you Let Me Ride?
I have Ambitions Of A Ridah and think If I Ruled The World
I'd get Paid In Full and have all the Girls, Girls, Girls
But I need the money, then I get the power, then I get the respect
They ask how I Got It Made
Nobody wanna put in work, yet They Want EFX
Not a College Dropout, made it before the Late Registration
But I know What's The Scenario because of my Miseducation
You can Lose Your Mind, Just Lose It, but don't ever Lose Yourself
And if you forget that Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nothing To F Wit, it's bad for your health.
So this is The Dedication 4 the emcees who gave me The Show
It Ain't No Joke, I Can't Live Without My Radio
True.Real.Everlasting.
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