8 Mile More Music movie - Juicy lyrics
rate me<br>
[Intro:]<br>
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(Fuck all you hoes) Get a grip motherfucker.<br>
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Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me <br>
I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the <br>
buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on <br>
me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters, <br>
and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'?<br>
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Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh<br>
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[Verse One:]<br>
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It was all a dream <br>
I used to read Word Up magazine <br>
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine <br>
Hangin' pictures on my wall <br>
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl <br>
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped<br>
Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock <br>
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack <br>
With the hat to match <br>
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha<br>
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far <br>
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight <br>
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade <br>
Born filla, the opposite of a winner <br>
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner <br>
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri <br>
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky <br>
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would <br>
Call the crib, same number same hood <br>
It's all good <br>
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Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh<br>
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[Chorus:]<br>
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You know very well who you are<br>
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars<br>
You had a go, but not that many<br>
'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty<br>
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[Verse Two:]<br>
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I made the change from a common thief <br>
To up close and personal with Robin Leach <br>
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day <br>
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way <br>
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy<br>
Girls used to diss me <br>
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me <br>
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff <br>
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff <br>
Now honies play me close like butter played toast <br>
From the Mississippi down to the east coast <br>
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks <br>
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak <br>
Livin' life without fear <br>
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears <br>
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool <br>
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school <br>
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood <br>
And it's still all good <br>
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Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga <br>
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[Verse Three:]<br>
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Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis <br>
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this <br>
50 inch screen, money green leather sofa <br>
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur <br>
Phone bill about two G's flat <br>
No need to worry, my accountant handles that <br>
And my whole crew is loungin' <br>
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin' <br>
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack <br>
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back <br>
And she loves to show me off, of course <br>
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source <br>
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us <br>
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us <br>
Birthdays was the worst days <br>
Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay <br>
Uh, damn right I like the life I live <br>
'Cause I went from negative to positive <br>
And it's all... <br>
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(It's all good)<br>
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...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh<br>
Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga<br>
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh<br>
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Representin' B-Town in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uh<br>
Uh, yeah, a-ight<br>
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