CHORUS
born in 92 round when dre released the chronic
"came out the doctors office" i was launching like a comet
they thought i died at first but i was ready to ride
ten pounds two oh's few as heavy as i
when i think about it i gotta give a hug to my mom
cus she's small, five feet tall and no drugs to be on
man that had to painful, mom i have to be grateful
you brought me to this world and for that i am thankful
life is like a cycle you can't finish or start it
your alive and then you die thinking isn't this heartless
i don't know where i am heading but i'll give you a promise
i'll keep bringing it honest, if you witness this artist
i’ll never try to claim that i’m a kid from the projects
if wanna know my story gotta picture the smartest
kid who's spitting rhymes that keep hitting the hardest
with an appetite so vicious i diminish the harvest
CHORUS
i was two years old when big was ready to die
east coast versus west there was a steady divide
my outlook and geography were opposite of his
born and bread in california no one's stopping me to live
switched to the other side vermont is where i come from
music in my mind so my thoughts are never unsung
twelve years later feel at home on the east coast
college in new york so i guess it seems i keep close
major in design while I slay em with the rhymes
when i put my pen to paper can't erase a single line
i'mma keep on drawing sneakers like these gangsters draw their heaters
and these critics draw conclusions before they hear me through the speakers
imma teach them how to listen dude, they gone know my mission soon
i'll try to speak more clearly so my message isn't misconstrued
be honest and stay humble man i'm sure that you can get it right
thats the state of mind you need if you wanna live your life
CHORUS
since hov asked if he could live, i've been trynna do that
in ninety six i was a kid but i kind of knew that
not everybody lives, but everybody dies
so perversely you could see your whole life as a demise
i’m trying not to do that, some people asking who dat
say its that kid from school that you never knew rapped
the one with good grades who was always late to class
you wonder how he does it but you always hate to ask
balance rapping with my school, making money making artwork
try to pump as hard as mine probably make your heart burst
try to think as much me it probably give you migraines
i find trains of thought to hop on top and then my mind change
one things never shifting all the time i'm on my grind
if they say that time is money i've got money on my mind
gotta watch the hands thats dealing you the minutes that your blessed with
to make it as that next hit and do it how the best did
CHORUS