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when i was sleepin on the trainsleepin on meserole ave out in the rainwithout even a single slice of pizza to my nametoo proud to beg for change mastering the painwhen new york niggas was calling southern rappers lamebut then jackin our slangi used to get dizzy spells& hear a little ringthe voice of a angeltelling me my nametelling me that one day imma be a great mantransforming with the megatrondon spittin out flameseatin wack rappers alive shittin out chainsi aint it believe it then nigga i was homelessfightin shootin dice smokin weed on the cornerstryna find the meaning of life in a coronatil the 5 percenters rolled up on a nigga and informed him:"you either build or destroy. where you come from?""the magnolia projects in the 3rd ward slum""hmmmm... its quite amazing that you rhyme how you doand how you shine like you grew up in a shrine in peru"question 14- muslim lesson 2: dip diver, civilize a 85eri make the devil hit his knees and say the our fatherabacadabra you rockin with the true and livingshout out to lights out, joseph i, chewy bivens,Letras de cancionesshout out to baltimore, baton rouge, my crew in richmondwhile yall debated who the truth was like jews and christiansi was on cecil b, broad street, master, north philly, south philly, 23rd, tasker6 mile, 7 mile, harwell, gratiot:where niggas really would pack a u-haul truck upput the high beams on drive up on the curb at a barbeque and hop up out the backlike "whats up"kill a nigga rob a nigga take a nigga bust upthats why when you talk that tough talk i never feel yayou sound real good and you play the part wellbut the energy you givin off is so unfamiliar, i dont feel yanas hit me up on the phone said "what you waitin on?"tip hit me up with a twitt said "what you waitin on?"diddy send a text every hour on the dotsayin "when you gonna drop that verse nigga you taking long"so now im back spittin that he could pass a polygraphthat reverend run rockin adidas out on hollis avethat FOI, marcus garvey, nikki teslai shock you like a eel electric feel jay electrathey call me jay electronica FUCK THATcall me jay elechannukah jay elecyarmulkejay electramadaan muhammed asalaamica rasoulallah supana wata-allahthrough your monitormy uzi still weigh a ton check the barometerim hotter than the mothafuckin sun check the thermometerim bringin ancient mathematics back to the modern manmy momma told me never throw a stone and hide your handi got a lot of family you got a lot of fansthats why the people got my back like the verizon mani play the back and fade to black and then devise a planout in london smoking vibin while i ride the tramgivin out that raw food to lions disguised as lambsand by the time they get their seats hot and deploy all they henchmento come at me from the treetops im chillin out at ?buildin by the millionsmy light is brilliant From Letras Mania