"For real, e'rybody's a star, e'rybody Follow heart and not mankind For real, for real, I'm 'bout to do my thing to everybody shine, c'mon"
It's not luck I'm sittin' here spittin' for y'all Preeld in by Allah that I'm hittin' for Growin' up on the New York concrete Like a little dish of prodigy cookin' They me Little Man all in the boulevard When I was young, my family used to party Gangs of uncatched kids to blood ketchup The illest was Richard Pryor and Ronnie Bump
Skinned knees from being bad-ass boys Police sirens and baby screams was average came, the ghetto copped the soundtrack Street poetry to tracks, could you beat Taylor introduced it to me He said, "Forget Hill, nigga, let's MC" Twelve old, rhymin' in the backroom For echoes, we used to rhyme in the
Run-D.M.C., Slick and Doug E. Fresh The Juice rule but who's this nigga KRS? Reference points, too many to for niggas on trains, I stay raw Never let my die I was happy and high to Alee's and Bed-Stuy We our first demo tape like a mawfucka, lookin' for our first break
I ("F'real") You can do it ("Listen to the I tell yo) Be abidin', (F'real")
I ("Don't let 'em hate to you") You can see it ("Get up and follow me and flow again, use my as an example") Do it, and see it, and be nobody
Brothers, De La, they gave me little light In Top, Three Feet, Buddy, was aight One later, the Tribe was initiated Bonita came, it was wild how she Can I it parled us to our next phase So in those days, I truly was amazed How I got up enough to make People cheered me, it was Foreign, then came Low End
People recognized who we are is ill and Busta is a superstar Tours P.E., Naughty, and the Geto Boys Arsenio Hall, then were evil toys hate inside my brother's virgin ears Tryin to hurt but, yo, we stood the tears Midnight was tighter, now look at us is on the rida stored on the bus
It got funky right here, I had to my life In the snow after the show, I had a wit' Phife Moves to a land to get away but home Job was urkin' us, it me through a danger zone The thing, I found Allah in the process An angel appeared wit' sneaky ways and me stress Now am I to do? My platinum but I'm still feelin' blue, c'mon
Yeah, Yeah, ("You can do it") Yeah, Yeah, ("I know")
Yeah, ("You can see it") Yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Makin' my way, the has grown fierce Redemption and my heart, both of them was my truck, didn't think I'd make it out Had a hit on my life, he thought I screwed his Plus my house down, me and Ands was in it My crew was and I knew we had to end it But all of this, I'm still here notes and let hope floats I'm still here, note and let hope float I'm here, take notes and let hope float
You can do the same shit I'm doin' You can do the same that I'm doin', uh-huh I'm still here, note, let it, uh-hah Still here, take notes and let it float, Still here, and let it You can do the same thing I'm doin', thing I'm doin' here, take and let it, uh-hah Still here, notes, let it float, c'mon Still here, take notes, let it float, Do the same thing I'm doin' if ya pay attention
I You can see it Do it, and see it, and be else