X From The Block (Becky/Jenny From The Block Remix) X (random)

I guess all the hate is a sign that i'm makin' it,-
Critics keep givin' me shit like lindsay lohan i keep takin' it,-

I guess i'm just an asshole tryin' to make off with the shows 'n riches,-
'n get friendly with all the hot hoes 'n bitches-

But my original mission wasn't to heighten revenue,-
In the beginning i just wanted to express my feelings so i continued to write 'n never knew-
I would become famous hopin' i might endeavor through-
The plight 'n pressure too-fight 'n weather through-
'n eventually i made it by bein' bright 'n clever too,-
Without bein' trite 'n never do'''in' shit that wasn't whack 'n below me,-/not by bein' trite 'n never do'''in' shit that wasn't whack 'n below me/
But all i wanted was a loyal friend to have my back 'n a homie,-
That would support 'n love me,-
No hoes that would just extort 'n fuck me,-

So many times i wanted to snap 'n lose it,-
'n i barely managed to maintain sanity but i began to practice rap 'n use it,-
To get shit off of my stress ridden mind,-
It wasn't about gettin' signed,-
I felt like i was doin' somethin' with my life since i quit boxing 'n i did it strictly to achieve for the sport 'n confidence,-
'n it's gone on for years until recently i began to quickly receive more supportin' compliments,- (support 'n)
Meanwhile releasin' my pent up rage,-on a bent up page,-
Hopin' one day i'll perform at a show 'n get sent up stage,-
Gettin' shit off my chest that's been stressin' me,-
I had the pen 'n pad 'n equipment i just needed the recipe,-
Prepared to test any-artist since i pursued my destiny,-
'n here i am now motherfucker you're about to witness the best of me,-
I guess i'm blessed to be-
Where i'm at now expecially considerin' my single mother 'n i didn't come from royalty,-
But still she would continue to support 'n spoil me,-
So i wanna repay her while i'm climbin' to the top but i still look out for those at the bottom below me,-
Who understand my struggle since i got 'em to know me-
Through all the experiences of my life 'n the stress 'n trials,-
I still refuse to show love for the motherfuckers that walk past me without strife 'n supressin' smiles,-