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Word up, on, man, word up, watch the channel, son 
Different plain now, man (it's all good)
Word up, all good, baby, in every hood, son (Queensbridge)

bending over backwards
Had worse days replaying all my last words
Second guessing should've said it
Open up for questions but I know I'm gon' regret it now

and Jordan went for six
Living legend, game seven, just my squad in the middle
It's all lions, never silent when we ride through the jungle
All my dogs bite

‘em, we gon’ hit ‘em
Hit ‘em

(It’s that CA all day)
Evidence, Taylor Made, it’s custom
I heard if they smile too
Much don’t trust ‘em
I heard

come and bitchu
But I will Rather let it slide cos money on my membrane
What a time to be alive
Am still alive
Am just thanking God for all my life

Acknowledge

Masta Ace

Underground Airplay Version 1.0

2001

And I shoulda let it known what your government names are
To make sure you +Take It Personal+ like Gang Starr, motherfuckers

"I got one lyric, pointed

I am eighteen
And I started writing when I was sixteen
But now this dream is less of a dream and if I put in the work then it’s a reality
I don’t care

time lot on my plate

Watching you instead
Keep you in head
Happily impressed
I feel like a mess
A mess

I'm playin it cool
Acting like a fool
Know you

my life
I'm smiling
A smile is a small sign of how you make my life worthwhile
Only one through the turnstile
We're cursed now
Fully immersed, drowned

and this shit became a lot more clear
Way before I even really knew the meaning of queer
Man, to me it just meant that other people are here
Tryna make money

it in my hometown
Im destined for a gold crown where most people thought i was go drown
Now im backed by the streets this cocaine no cosign
My pen is

outside man I need the milk
wow
Stop for a second for now
She want all of my attention baby no not now
I got bigger and slacky ambition Colorful thoughts

rolling avalanche of salt caused by the past we fought 
Now we actually have a home 
And she had to go and support it 
Working all types of hours
Commuting

know a lot of famous fucks
All I gotta do is call and say, what's up
All your shit, your pants, I'm busy working, make a buck
Steve Jessup or Snap,

Like 6 cents misfit I swear I'm sick shit
You'd think I was Ryan
Sheckler by the way I make the kicks flip
Too cool hands shakes and dap serving all

that I won't file
Now i'm emotionless
At this point I don't give a fuck and it really don't make no sense
This feeling i'm getting, it's really getting

cool when you always got these problems
Try to make some moves thinking that it's gonna solve them
But it's all about your frame of mind and I think I

make it to supper 
Now bitch pick red or black 
(Uhh red) 
Poor you cause boy thats correct
(What?) 
Didn't your mother teach you not to trust a maniac

Intro
This is dedicated to all the assholes
Who made my life miserable as a kid

c-B-E its that nerd from grade school
You used to make fun and show

finding my part
I know it's got a lot to do with my art
I mix it up like a Cuisinart, when I hit "play", start
Section of new sound, make it all loop

Still I don't know where I should take this
I'd say the top but that really sounds basic
Besides that was always in the plans so why I say it
A lot

Exodus, after a season that felt a lot Like tetanus, it felt venomous
With an emphasis on pestilence, my Residence was all alone in the Wilderness

and every second i'm out on that
hustle i sit and i cussin hoping reallity pass me by
right on by and i'm not gonna sit and lie all of my
life is very fine

Then i fight it
All by one i clean the dust out of my selves so i can breathe right and

Make room for a library of honest knowledge
If all i had was me