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Let's get it on

[Hook: Carl Thomas]
You made me
You made me

You made me the way I am today
You're the reason why
I live how I live

Cuz you made me the way I am

[Verse 1: Huddy Comb]

First of all, I was the worst of all
The first born, took my first breath, it was on
And thanks to my moms, and some help from Nickie Bonds

I was raised in ways of a Don
They gas me like Exxon
Had me dealin' with ex cons, frontin' with they Rolex on

Get sexed on a regular basis, grown women puttin' they faces
In all the wrong places, molesting me, now you see why my destiny
Was $#[email protected] up cuz my recipe

But I blame my mother cuz I can't blame no other
And that's how my game was discovered
My mom was a sucker, did that bull%#@! to my brother

But no matter what, I'mma love her
She gave me life, even though she got high undercover
If she die, I can't find me another

But look what you made me


[Verse 2: Meeno]
Yeah, you made me this way, since the day I was born

When you slid on that crack %#@!, mom be strong
'Fore long, I realized the same old song
Another cat that done bounced on his kid and his spouse

At the beginning, I knew my pops just had to be kidding
He's coming back any day, he wouldn't leave us that way
But anyway, the time got longer, my anger got stronger

It's no time to wonder the money I hunger
Without a blunder, I vowed to be all I could be
Started running guns O.T., me and my code D.

Leave from the backstreets of A-T-L to N-Y-C
When the gunspot got hot, I switched to the D
When the D spot got hot, I went low key

Now that Harlem World spot hot, and I'm on TV
I don't need no fake calls from yo' $$# at all
Just leave me the way you left me and watch me ball


[Bridge: Nas]
What, what, uh
You the reason

And I thank you, what
Check it out

[Verse 3: Nas]
Yo, yo, stormy night, September '73
Would you believe what my mom recieved from heaven was me?

Second from me, my younger brother desperate as me
We see the world alike, type of girls he likes, the girls I like
The %#@! that make him mad, it make me hype, bug like that

Share the same blood like that, grew up around thugs poppin' and %#@!
Cardboard boxes and %#@!, dirt bikes
But now we hoppin' whips and merc, right?

Money's my birthright, my righteous birth so I floss
It's up to you to look inside yourself, see what's yours
Consecutive times, New Year's Eve, light off nines in the skylines

Imaginary graves, poor the Henney on it
Share with my dogs who's here, cuz there's so many gone
Yeah, Meeno, Ill Will, all my people

Big Stretch, we'll never forget, Allah keeps you
Until we meet again, through my pen y'all can speak through, uh


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