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[Guilty Simpson] I remember when it all started A young cat, tryna get her trust back Cause me and my momma, we hit a rough patch Searching my room like "Where the drugs at?" She didn't find em' But found a heater in my coat lining This is way before rhyming When I had a dead fear for all the old timers Earning stripes on the streets without a co-signer She askin' "Why?" I couldn't say It seems I was breaking her heart every other day I needed another way Witnessing my peers bubble yé making double pay Tucking the clock cleaner for block schemers Because if you're rocking high sneakers, they might rob ya Every day inner city problems I used to wish my parents chose a condom Life was a gift I never asked for Me and reality had a crash course We used to jump and slap the backboard Before the studio life and rap tours I counted scars way before I counted bars Grew up quick, dealing with a screwed up chick Who, what, when, why, where and how? Hittin' licks like crime pays for now Skinny bird chest youngin and living foul Winging it on talent, still fly Sore attitude I jumped and got high Enjoying the view knowing something is important to do But all I was was a fan then I didn't have that understanding I wasn't a man then; not even close Then I recited a rhyme I wrote Grim life found hope Stupid me noticed opportunity to keep me far from broke So I tried rhyming in my homeboys ride Pontiac 6000 rolling up freestyling Years later, admiring the dough we piling What a come up Getting my ones up I used to hit the studio with a gun tucked You never know when life imitates art I'm better than a role-player when the game starts I'm a team captain Making dreams happen Jotting words at lunch, go home and read napkins Now what I wrote feeds me Story of G