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I can't believe I maaaade it.
I can't believe I'm here.
The obstacle course I went through wanted nothin but me to lose.
Now flexin me and my crew while livin life as we do.
Reminiscing on hard times that shaped us to somethin brand new.
Prayin that everyday life is staying this way.

Everyone talks about how life was rough, to be honest I guess our struggles weren't too much we were raised to think never enough, mom and dad kept all our bellies stuffed, had a tough childhood in the Chicago suburbs, still nothin compared to what my momma suffered, on the south side londontown, guns were found, on a regular basis, dirty cops trying to erase footprints that would lead right back to crooked operations, costin lives of underaged gangstas, main stream media never covered crime where the sun don't shine, guess they figure our people won't mind, ding ding Johnny tell em what he won, too late got popped off now the game is done, moment of silence for a mothers son, why violence embraced not shunned in the opposite direction, at least turn out for your elections, then in the next address, you could be a leaders constituents, someone stickin up for you and ya crew, tax dollas help ya get through school, with the right tools, the right rules, in place will ignite you, find a group of friends that really like you, blood suckin women just ticks out to bite you, reminisce on the good times cuz as ya grow older ya realize all the fun bein average could buy, real talk, uh.

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Have yet to forget bout the time, when a classmate took what was mine, came home cryin and screamin over somethin worth a dime, didn't want to but mom went and told the principal, said the objects irrelevant, this is all about the principal, take what doesn't belong to you and suffer discipline, imagine the good guy winnin, til the next day ol boy said that "you finished", decided to stick up for myself, whipped that young boy like a belt, spit ignited propane competition beat into a pulp like OJ, 
in the race to the top bein chased like OJ, cleaned up the crap in the rap game, Colgate, had these lames hypnotized, obey, bulls runnin at the red Olay, get a girl first date, after that keep space, not tryna git ya on a TMZ replay, cuz it's a lot juicier publishing stories on what she say, confrontations with any other third party do my best to Evade, cuz my crew and I look at all the money that We made, runnin an empire, no relay, no lee Daniels, though this life too Hard I wouldn't trade it for the stars.

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