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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

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