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Autobiography

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Autobiography Lyrics

Verse 1

I was born son of Barbara, sibling of james
Had a twin but he lived for eighteen days
Left his grade of his it's wavy here
One died in ways I ?? fairly here
They said my first word was mother
I'm the eigth of nine brothers
Five sisters, three years behind each other
I'm already thuggin', cursin' squeezin' titties
And I ain't even five yet I'm still a pygmy

Verse 2

I was brought up in the county of kings, first of four
One went to heaven early, natural cause
Only sister that I had passed when I was small
Still hurts, It's kinda hard to discuss with y'all
PS-150 where we used to ball, stick ball, soop hall, we played it all
Brownsville wrecksing where the game be rough
Vandycke, in the hall where my mother gassed him with stalls

Hook

It's like days is shorter nights is gettin' longer
I know whatever don't kill me only makes me stronger
I'm from the ghetto so I know about pain and hunger
Got niggas in the system doing foot for numbers
Just for livin' life they had to sacrifice
So who am I to try to judge n' say it's wrong or right
All that I can do is ball and pray this song is tight
Live the day for those who never made it through the night
Verse 3

St Marks Ave, between vanderbilt and clawson
Ps-9 me and my ree slap boxin'
School yard bully used to rock with little noonies
Big boss killed himself death was introduced to me
Then my brother junior drowns in the pool
?? temperament, ?? cloud won't move
Now let's talk about me and my knock out punch
I'm servin' as a teen i'll be back in 18 months

Verse 4

When I was young D sect put me on to the game
It's only one megatron and we reppin' his name
Seth low houses was the place I was raised
From the fourteenth foor the hood looked like a maze
From my room window, I can see the empire state
When My moms cooked fish, I cleaned the entire plate
Seemed like everyday, my pops got on my case
A niggas life wasn't rosy when my mind got strained

Hook

Verse 5
High school GQ, not me
It's champ??, black boots, fatigues
40oz Old E, skunk weed
Violate like you sweet, ya bleed
Just lost my first chick got hit by a bus
Found out she was pregnant continuing us
What about luck I'm boxing top of my weight
I'm rhymin, doin' college one gotta wait
All of the weight I carry for my nephews and fam'
But the roads that I take make me the man that I am

Verse 6

I heared love lasts forever that's what grandma said
2Pac got murdered, plus Big Poppa dead
I can't lie I never thought i'd be a rapper kid
I can't deny this industry be on some ugly shit
I lost a lot of close friends that I was brothers with
We still brothers, but some brothers I don't be fuckin' with

Hook

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