Amongst the youngsters never hung with no punks Since 8th grade make way, never faking the funk My crew wasn't deep but quality wise Was large back then we wasn't humble we was tryna be stars But couldn't reach them, I was kinda short but i could speak And they could never mind the height, I sounded big up on the sequence Dont mistake me for a rapper jocking ya late beats Its been straight heat since i was in school on 188th street Was a beast with the pen, with the least of my friends My job is to ensure rap's means meet with its ends Despite the storm i just write, record, till the hype is more Whats between the stellar guy, terrified, what am i fightin for Im certified, rippin apart my shirt and tie unlimited bars For certain determined, I am like simba I deal with scars tryna hurt my pride Look how ive grown do it all on my own as i verbalize
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They say im grown lets just take a look back Im grown lets just take a look back, look back They say im grown lets just take a look back Im grown when im up on the track, the track You ain't alone since you never look back But i was grown lets just take a look back, look back They say im grown lets just take a look back Now im grown lets just take a look back, look back
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Millenium flows venom, windbreakers sport denim True beat boy, nike cortez with holes in them First show was grade school, flow like a wave pool My addiction was the stage blowin up like grenades do Huh asian math same in that where i be sleek (?) Some people making mockeries but i dont let that bother me I just keep moving, pursuing the goals that i can see These professions i can be but i dont let that bother me There ain't no way of stoppin medDrinkin, Eating well getting healthy I wasn't a college dropout but i might as well be Skipped calculus and engineering said that id be wealthy, Instead i thought that writing rhymes would bring me the bread My buzz was lightyears ahead but this was just a campus Me and my boys wasn't toys writing party anthems The goal was king size in my eyes Mesmerized from the earth to the sky no lie The butterfly feeling
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And now im graduated, agitated at the hardships Wondering if i can get as far as these stars get And now they rapping about money cars and starships Im rapping for the food but they just rhyming for the market Damn, my timing must be off, kid, they tell me that im old The nineties style is gone kid, well i dont disagree But this is all that i be working with, And is it cause of death that i be flirting with Certainly, my name is hydroponikz dont you try to spark me Honestly, but my new york game is John Sparks-ly 4-5-6 roll cee-lo like its yatzee Some youtube fame but wonder what that really got me But before you tell me put on a suit, I'mma kick in the door and put my foot in it too So they better be prepared for the moment that i show up Plenty time to grow up as i blow up motha-uhhh