[00:31.97]Nineteen-seventy somethin',[00:33.87]B*****s I don't sweat the date[00:35.21]My moms is late so I had to plan my escape[00:38.10]Out the skins, in this world of fly girls[00:40.82]Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl[00:43.68]Ten months in this gut,[00:45.59]What the ****[00:46.50]I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck[00:48.88]Wild, juvenile rippin' mics and shit[00:51.53]New York New York,[00:52.67]Ready for the likes of this, uh[00:54.72]Then came the worst date, May 21st[00:57.05]2:19, that's when my momma water burst[00:59.83]No spouse in the house so she rolled herself[01:02.32]To the hospital,[01:03.49]To see if she could get a little help[01:05.50]Umbilical cord's wrapped around my neck[01:07.88]I'm seein' my death and[01:09.28]I ain't even took my first step[01:10.94]I made it out, I'm bringin' mad joy[01:13.08]The doctor looked and said,[01:14.10]"He's gonna be a Bad Boy"[01:15.97][01:27.18]Now I'm thirteen,[01:28.21]Smokin' blunts, makin' cream[01:29.52]On the drug scene,[01:30.59]**** a football team[01:32.26]Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen[01:34.70]Hearin' the coach scream[01:36.17]Ain't my lifetime dream, I mean[01:38.11]I wanna blow up,[01:39.11]Stack my dough up[01:40.20]So school I didn't show up,[01:41.73]It ****ed my flow up[01:42.99]Mom said that I should grow up and check myself[01:45.59]Before I wreck myself,[01:46.81]Disrespect myself[01:48.33]Put the drugs on the shelf?[01:49.77]Nah, couldn't see it[01:51.19]Scarface, King of New York,[01:52.81]I wanna be it[01:53.83]Rap was secondary,[01:55.18]Money was necessary[01:56.62]Until I got incarcerated--kinda scary[01:59.39]C74-Mark 8 set me straight[02:01.99]Not able to move behind the great steel gate[02:04.44]Time to contemplate, damn,[02:06.29]Where did I fail?[02:07.29]All the money I stacked was all the money for bail[02:09.67][02:31.55]Ninety-four,[02:32.52]Now I explore new horizons[02:34.42]Mama smile when she see me,[02:35.97]That's surprisin'[02:37.25]Honeys is tantalizin',[02:38.58]They freak all night[02:39.64][02:40.18]Peep duckin' cops on the creep all night[02:42.26]As I open my eyes and realizin' I changed[02:45.19]Not the same deranged child[02:46.77]Stuck up in the game[02:48.05]And to my niggas livin' street life[02:49.99]Learn to treat life to the best,[02:52.01]Put stress to rest[02:53.26]Still tote your vest man,[02:54.94]Niggas be trippin'[02:55.91]In the streets without a gat?[02:57.29]Nah, b***h you're slippin'[02:58.62]If I'm pimpin on The F with shit on my breath[03:01.36]Original hustler with the muffler on the Tec[03:04.50]Respect to the Mac's and the Ac's[03:06.70]To the freaks in the Jeeps,[03:08.31]Lick shots to my peeps