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Back To Tha Front
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Mistah F.a.b.
Featuring(s) : Styles P & Blast Holiday
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Coming up [?] in the seat Thinking one day I could be the president No one told me I would be hated Should out to G.O.G. cause we made it Put us in the back, the back like rozer Now we're in the front, in the front like frozer Sayin' it will be alright Cause we started from the back Now we're in the front, front, front [Mistah] Shit, watching cartoons at my granny house With nine other cousins in my granny house Damn, all of our mamas all dope, dope All of out father only go I was raised at the bottom by the junkeys with the crack pipes Dirty surrender in the toilet right by the crack light Retching rotchers running high man as the cracking light Crack hands all you when we call that shit crack pipes Gun shots rip the shade off the window I was nine when I first tried indoor All we hear [?] you sail on the tindow You ain't when you're asking with say she, say she didn't know Cold, but that's the way it was Cousin in the kitchen anywhere it goes Tryin to talk to God, but ain't no way it was I'm just sayin man that's just the way it was Coming up [?] in the seat Thinking one day I could be the president No one told me I would be hated Should out to G.O.G. cause we made it Put us in the back, the back like rozer Now we're in the front, in the front like frozer Sayin' it will be alright Cause we started from the back Now we're in the front, front, front [Blast Holiday] Since the earth spin in circles I need to learn to move backwards And murd nigga to first second they hurt me No limit, need millers like persey The pract the versus emunition dispersing Cocaine paradise and [?] Cocaine abusing parents adopt child was birthed in Ain't death to pop, wasn't popular in school But well known on the block Was the high president, the man not dressed in suits They strangle the rubber bands No White House, the shoot bucks a douple bag Bodyguards a high security if you come for that Crums is what I come from, I'm proud of it I'm quiet, but my guns get loud like piff Take a puff and realize I'm blessed Guilty, play the innocent soon as they arrest, uh Coming up [?] in the seat Thinking one day I could be the president No one told me I would be hated Should out to G.O.G. cause we made it Put us in the back, the back like rozer Now we're in the front, in the front like frozer Sayin' it will be alright Cause we started from the back Now we're in the front, front, front [Styles P] I know a lot of pen barely speaking on it Lane in the back, barely sleeping on it Seating at the table rarely eating on it Used to dream about making songs, now feature on em A lot of pain on the path took A lot of love once gone, we left the hash cook Love to see my son up in the math book But when I was that age, I could tell you how to crack look Me and my homies lost our innocence You could say the streets made us militants But you know the ghetto element You wanna be the drug president or your residents (it's like that) I'm sayin prayers for the lost souls From the back to the front, to the cross roads So you could say we the found souls So we thank God break rear let the [?] blow Coming up [?] in the seat Thinking one day I could be the president No one told me I would be hated Should out to G.O.G. cause we made it Put us in the back, the back like rozer Now we're in the front, in the front like frozer Sayin' it will be alright Cause we started from the back Now we're in the front, front, front
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