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of three kids
I was in the middle
We had a house, big yard with a mom and dad
But in the end, I was still living down bad
And what's to blame
My parents

to choose
My granny get the scipts from CVS we trying to bop the juice
A jointed up trophy from my city I hold all the motion
556's left him swimming in his

We popped a bottle then hit the throttle all the way up
Eighth of fungus, alligators and the darkest hush
Turned up the volume on Mr. Anderson

of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it

You and me are not the same
I was

to the throttle
Skip mom's titty, skip the bottle
Straight to Cristal
In the club never hesitate
To pull that pistol
Before I take another fine
I’ll be cellmates

prefer latinas but i love light skins
Never nutting in a b*tch cant risk havin twins

Really know sum scammers with sum fire a** bins
Really f*cked a mom

Caught in the most of shit made seasons fly
Nigga we did most of shit
We fly
I was with broke mom
Mom was a angry one
Our lives wasn't the same
I made

I GUESS IM FINALLY THAT NIGGA
WELL IM LOOKING LIKE IT, AT LEAST
I USED TO WANNA BE LIKE THE COOL KIDS
NOW THEM NIGGAS TRYNA GET IT LIKE ME
I WANTED

and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl (that's right)
I let my tape rock 'til my

women built like a Clydesdale
Went to the city in search of supreme clientele
And back to the country frontin like he Mr Drysdale
Just an illusion

boogie

Young Drummer Boy

Listen, aye
Aye I popped two pills wit the Duce
Lil bitch drink it up like its koolaid
Hell ya I need my money by da due date

Dinosaur train
Dinosaur train

Once upon a time there was a mom
Here name was Mrs. Pteranodon
Sittin' on her nest she heard a stratchin'

to the DaBaby, cause we had to make sure that we had some “ish” with some bop in it. I’m just a typical 18 year old kid. Since we have been stuck in the house

Lala I feel like Mr anthony
I ain't from Ohio but I
Buck at hoes randomly
I put that cain on em like Danity
On the canopy, man I did it for my vanity
You

as a kid all I ever wanted to do
Was to travel this world and watch my dreams come true
Well guess what mom and dad? And everyone back home
Mr B is getting

Wild and Crazy

Dr. Octagon

Dr. Octagonecologyst

1996

bombs, and word to mom, I'ma blow his arms 

Six shot rhyme, my forty-four is made by ? arms 

I put some diss in the steps, and damage all your reps

own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don't see a snatch and grab
They

crying and weeping trying to speak Timmy's mom asked What is it?

They said sorry Mrs. Parker, Timmy dead, somebody just killed him


They said It just

But I appreciated your help, you made me one big, rich kid
Weekend chores came, Mom expected a groan
But I simply smiled for the allowance she owed
But

play with me, play with me

You wanna talk shit about how I got five kids and two baby dads
You tell me something that I already know and you really

in Tokyo
Coco dope dope flow by the boatload
Uh, went so high
Bro broke my eye
Nowhere to hide
My guy don't fuck with god
Rose from the ashes
Bastion

Ms. Wallace (Outro)

The Notorious B.I.G.

Born Again

1999

Hi I'm Voletta Wallace, Biggie's mom
I wish to thank you for your kind words
You warm gestures and your constant support over the years
I also

Hi I'm Voletta Wallace, Biggie's mom
I wish to thank you for your kind words
You warm gestures and your constant support over the years
I also

in rap
Better than that
Imma a kid that came from the mac
They be like damn ain't you straight from the ATL
I be like nah my dad is and I love em