[Verse One: Illmaculate]
You know the champ is here, if you watched my rap career
I made my talent clear back in my battle years
Mom's proud now, tryin' to hold back the tears
I tell her not to celebrate until the sample's clear
Eyes in the back of my head? Yeah I have a pair
Watching everything around me, I'm that aware
Cause some cats ran up and tried to jack my gear
I guess I have bad luck like a shattered mirror
It's fine, karma will get 'em
Even that, not a promise I didn't play the part of a victim
Nah, I ran back up to see all of 'em dippin'
Caught one he caught a fist when I balled it and hit 'em
If I had my way then, I'd be caught in the system
Tossed in a prison cause I fit the proper description
Pants saggin' low, hat tilted to the side
With my hands stackin' dough, can't feel it? Then it's fine
[Hook: Illmaculate and Mo-B]
You can hate if you hate me, it's the way that they raised me
You ain't never lived a day in my life (my life)
Cause I stay in the city where they pay us with pennies
Saying everything will be alright, but it's not
Cause our past has been ugly, more than half of us bummy
We barely have enough money to get high (get high)
But we still roll an L and puff while we dodging jail and cuffs
And telling us it's fine but it's not, and that's fucked up
You know the champ is here, if you watched my rap career
I made my talent clear back in my battle years
Mom's proud now, tryin' to hold back the tears
I tell her not to celebrate until the sample's clear
Eyes in the back of my head? Yeah I have a pair
Watching everything around me, I'm that aware
Cause some cats ran up and tried to jack my gear
I guess I have bad luck like a shattered mirror
It's fine, karma will get 'em
Even that, not a promise I didn't play the part of a victim
Nah, I ran back up to see all of 'em dippin'
Caught one he caught a fist when I balled it and hit 'em
If I had my way then, I'd be caught in the system
Tossed in a prison cause I fit the proper description
Pants saggin' low, hat tilted to the side
With my hands stackin' dough, can't feel it? Then it's fine
[Hook: Illmaculate and Mo-B]
You can hate if you hate me, it's the way that they raised me
You ain't never lived a day in my life (my life)
Cause I stay in the city where they pay us with pennies
Saying everything will be alright, but it's not
Cause our past has been ugly, more than half of us bummy
We barely have enough money to get high (get high)
But we still roll an L and puff while we dodging jail and cuffs
And telling us it's fine but it's not, and that's fucked up
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