[Verse 1]
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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You was born in the eighties, pops drove a Mercedes
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Did a bid, coming home to some grown ass kid
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Crack baby turn to young thug, description might fit you
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Look around it might hit you
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No joke, dont wanna pistol fight with you
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Shit comes around faster than you think
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Blood and white chalk makes pink, so whats that make you?
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Become a creature of habitat, the average cat
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Wont see where its at, or where its going
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The hood waits for no one
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Ive been through it from Ewings to Buicks, to body viewings
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Car chases to court cases, to fly vacations
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From wanting it all, to being the object of your admiration
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Imagination is what they lack
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It stops niggas from getting stacks
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Feeling trapped on the block with loose cracks
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Wisdom is vital for the survival of the streets disciple
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[Hook]
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“From the day you were born” (Olu Daru sample)
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“Starin at a young disciple” (Nas Sample)
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“You had that gleam in your eye” (Olu Daru sample)
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Disciple of the projects!
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“From the day you were born” (Olu Daru sample)
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“Streets Disciple” (Nas Sample)
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“Disciple of the projects” (Olu Daru sample)
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[Verse 2]
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Moonstruck stuck, slow as molasses in my actions
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Thats compliments of a fast spliff in the night life
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In my flight jacket, adrenaline heightened, mimickin Tyson
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After watchin him cut up Razor Ruddock
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In the gutter, which was once ghetto prophecy is now ghetto scripture
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Lookin back at it, blowjobs from pretty crack addicts
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Older Gods wantin no static, told some lil niggas they can have it
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Coke baggin and toe-taggin
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They took Will, let me describe him, a live one
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I think he was the true +Gods Son+ – not Jesus, but fearless
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His ear was up on them sounds too, hed hear somethin
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Not to his likin, and say, “Son they bitin you”
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He never got to see my debut, wild-mannered
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But wild with them hammers, niggas frontin couldnt stand it
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Took him off the planet, left us in 9-2
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With the philosophy of what arms do, a true streets disciple
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[Hook]
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“From the day you were born” (Olu Daru sample)
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“Starin at a young disciple” (Nas Sample)
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“You had that gleam in your eye” (Olu Daru sample)
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Disciple of the projects!
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“From the day you were born” (Olu Daru sample)
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“Streets Disciple” (Nas Sample)
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“Disciple of the projects” (Olu Daru sample)
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[Verse 3]
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Plug the mics up, Im ready to rock, knocking
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Reminiscing of measuring pots of Pyrex, cook in the kitchen
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Captain Hook to these infants
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Its like my folks is still on the benches
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Surrounded by villains and henchmen, was a killer convention
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1991, son, gold fronts on the facial, gun buck by the naval
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Disciple could blaze you, we laced it with embalming fluid
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Rhyming to music all this time
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Fighting bout how Kane and Rakim would do it
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Seemed impossible to us that we could ever leave
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From the block, where the world was forever freezing
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Hell if I ever let them shovel me, son, in this cell again
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Fuck these devil policemen, plush leathers, I need them
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Risking my freedom, burners in bubble coats
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Fuck a sermon from the neighborhood pope
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Hes sexing hos, old fart, hes busting ones when he stroke
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Multi-colored Pelle Pelles, young stretch mark bellies
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Babies born in a cycle, future disciples
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[Hook]
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“From the day you were born” (Olu Daru sample)
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“Starin at a young disciple” (Nas Sample)
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“You had that gleam in your eye” (Olu Daru sample)
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Disciple of the projects!
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“From the day you were born” (Olu Daru sample)
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“Streets Disciple” (Nas Sample)
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“Disciple of the projects” (Olu Daru sample)
