[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9\"] Soon as I was born I knew I was due to do some damage Came out the womb, doctors passed me around the room and panicked Four pounds, dark purple, couldn't even breath on my own Shakin' baby in an incubator, breathing machine filled my lungs Doctor told my mom and pops they'd have to keep me for a couple months Papa regretting doing coke, mama probably those couple blunts Little did they know there was nothing to be ashamed of As long as we keep the unconditional love between us I feel like the Mona Lisa [Hospital found out my pops had a lapse in his insurance I learned just how people quick to turn](8894908) The doctor came back and said \"we gon' release him\" That's the same thing in my first deal the label head said Same as Mr. judge after 356 days in jail cells You probably think my moms and pops ain't raise me well Wait, please, I was hard-headed The only person who could get through to me maybe Jay-Z They tried to give my autistic son medicine for ADHD Same kid who could look at a piano and memorize all 88 keys I learned everything I need to know at day one in the hospital They gonna doubt you nigga And you can't even pay no one, To care about you nigga
[Interlude: DJ Premier] As we proceed to give you what you need My name is DJ Premier I'd like to introduce to you Ant Man Wonder On the half of Bad-Half Entertainment and Works of Art PRhyme 2 is coming
[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9\" & (DJ Premier)] 1966 March 21st, In July 1760 marks the birth The birth Of two phenom's I'm talking about Chris Edward Martin and Keith Edward Elam (ok) This is for the real Gang Starr fans Not the ones who call us P-Rhyme One come from Masssachusetts, the other from Texas Had a dream to become the next shit Filled up his whole truck trunk with records And moved to New York That's where Premier got
If ever duplicated Hell froze, and there was a blue moon before it And that shit birth group home Freddy [?] inspired stuff like Jay Z, Nas, B.I.G I just came clean like a Ja-Rule song Yo MTV raps, Rakim in the back
Pac in cut with his [?] (RIP!) Pac still killin to this day Still the one they trying be Y'all know I'm from Detroit I'm digging in the crates Now I'm from the diamond D
Trying to sign myself a Fat That's O.C Bitch, I confess that my finese I smile to death Like Malcolm X I'm solid yes In '99, I told myself
I got that car pedsestrian confidence, yes sir I got that Uber Drive Y'all wanna know who the best is (Then what?) Then look at me Kendrick Lamar and Pusha T Em and the Slaughters Y'all don't have to look any further for the rhymers (damn) At the present time I'm the future because my competition tryin' be the next designers I'm just tired of being underrated