this is dedicated to her;
the one and only girl, that’s known all over the world;
she 40 years old, but i still try to spit to her;
we talk all the time, and my heart beats through her;
she messed with the wrong dudes now she’s messed up;
started doing drugs and showin the kids that stuff;
she rockin jewelry, and gettin ballistic, with pistols, whips, and materialistic;
things, she changin slowly, but still id rather be with her than chill with my homies;
put on my headphones and zone out, listen to my favorite rapper and she the one i think about;
she left the hood and went to the bright lights, and now her voice just don’t sound right;
i see that she havin a few issues, the truth is i miss you;
every little step i take, i think about those good old days;
every little move i make, i think about those good old days;
every time I pray I’ll be missing you;
missing you and i want you to know, dang girl where did you go;
i remember rappin duke, duh-ha, duh-ha, i never thought that one girl could bring me this far;
every time i look at her doing her thing;
i remember how we met through the sugar hill gang;
she the only one that i could depend on;
it might sound a little weird, comin from a kid;
but she was here before i was born, but we fell in love as soon as i found out what love is;
i want to get her back to the old her, and stop letting the gangstas control her;
i want to take you back to the old days, where we connected by letting the records play;
but now it’s the opposite of that, put your dues in the air and just talkin crap;
but good news for anyone missin her like I do, your boy’s bringing hip hop back;
every little step i take, i think about those good old days;
every little move i make, i think about those good old days;
every time I pray I’ll be missing you;
missing you and i want you to know, hip hop where did you go;
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