[Mase]

Let's get it on


[Carl Thomas]


1 - You made me

You made me


You made me the way I am today


You're the reason why

I live how I live


'cause you made me the way I am


[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 $#&@ed up 'cause my recipe


But I blame my mother 'cause 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

Repeat 1


[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


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[Nas]


What, what, uh

You the reason

And I thank you, what


Check it out

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 of %#@!, 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, 'cause 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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