Intro:

A yo man chill let's take this moment of silence out for my man C A Dogg.

Claude Austin. Rowdy 9 5.



Hook:

1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5 Jamal represent to keep it live

Testin' 1 2 3 I flows rhymes wicked Jamal represent to keep it live (x2)



Verse 1:

Back in the day where I'm from in the slum it was ill

Drive around the corner catch a view to a kill

Move up the block on the O they slang rocks

When niggas get hot they lickin' shots at the cops

Come with me (uh ha) I take you back to 1983

It was shell top sneakers and it was all about me

Me growin' up makin' a man out of myself

Kindergarden's cool I'm thinkin' about makin' to the 12th

Semester went by, by 5th grade I'm strugglin'

My mind was on bitches and smoke I'm not functioning

On waht I need to be to get me through

The world is a school, and me? Fuck it I'm rollin' with the crew

Now boom there it is I'm labelled as

An eleven year old, a 5th grade fast ass

A year went by (uh ha) and I'm still bad as hell

I got a taste of jail nothin' major I'm only twelve

My grandmas pissed off not understandin' what's happenin'

But come with me, creep into the darkening

(Back in the day) It's southwest

Fuck with Jamal you catch two to your chest

Contest if a nigga want to fool

I be the leader of the new school I straight rule

That was (back in the days) the days of wayback

But nowadays it's all about million stacks (word)



Hook (x2)



Verse 2:

It all started on December 25th 1991 on the Illadelphiatic streets

Jamal took a step up and gave his rep to someplay

Prayin' that I make it to this day

I met this female her name was El

Said she liked my style of rap we chatted for a little while

Told me haps on how to make the snaps

She said she lived in Atlanta where business booms like rockets

And she had connects outta sockets

We exchanged numbers and I was off to the crib

Cause January 1st I had to start my bid (for what?)

For being a wild unruling child

A week my granny sent complaints to the juevenile

Finally January 1st, the day I hated

My granny flew away to Georgia I got reinslated

Now I'm off, no more sun for a year of two

No more get high no more lampin' with the crew

(what could you do?) Nothin' so I lamped for about 20 months and a half

Then I got amped (what?)

I'm losing my mind, I can't take (what)

All of this bullshit I'm about to break (Where?)

Atlanta where they got some wealth to share

Hits the poster with my granny I got some tracks to tear

So I did it, soon as I got home I did it

Then I got that bitch Janey Ace to get the ticket and I'm out



Hook (x2)



Verse 3:

A wild little shortie on the straight looney expedition

Gut a nigga (uh ha) who ever thought I'd be in this position

I went from rockin' basement paprtys to placements to all these

Opportunites, I got to GA o.k. and I got situated

Reinstated in school and fell El too

I never forgot my number one plot

Was for me to rock the crowd and make my granny proud

No doubt I had to shape up or ship out

Never to be a failure so I found another route

At last to get the cash

And then massed to meet El in North Cacalac

She had this black little juvenile wild as hell that got busy

It's real so we packed up and bailed to the city

Together to shop around the sound and get down

With my nigga D hooked me up with E and I'm on



Hook (x5