When I was 21 It was a very good year It was a very good year For city girls Who lived up the stair
With all that perfumed hair And it came undone When I was 21
It was all a dream just a year ago Bussin´ tables and servin´ food but y´all don´t hear it though Now I´m on another level but y´all aren´t near it though My soul bleedin´ on the track, so spiritual It´s a blessing cause now rappin´ is my profession yo Set to detonate, I´m just waitin´ for my time to blow White boy at first glance but when I rhyme they know Race don´t mean a fucking thing the second that I flow
It´s been a year and everything I said would happened has While everybody that I know is out havin´ a blast I was right here in the studio bustin´ my ass It´s been a year, I´m 21 but I feel (35) And now I got this I taste the blood, no one can stop this Second I drop this, die hard fans is finna cop this While the rest of the world follows through fiber optics I took my time, see I studied the game, learned how to rhyme I was around drugs and gats, but never delved in crime Had other things in mind, so I began to grind First tape was a success Locally, I got press
But I knew this one right here would run the world a mess, but I digress A year ago, I was a youngin in his room Staring out the window, lookin´ at the moon, knowing it´s coming soon But today I board this rocket ship and sonic boom Cause I am no longer a seed, homie, it´s time to bloom
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