Wanna Be There

Yeah, you see, some men see things the way they are, and say, why? I see things that never was and say, why not? Just wanna be there, you know? y'all realize, I hold this down East New York, Eighty-two, First pumas navy blue First wife Kiesha Wilson with love, she was my baby boo Crazy crew, paying dues, few of us made it thru Front window, Ms. Glady's, that was my favorite view Hated school, never went, hookie was better spend Right around the time the god rocks smoking dead presidents Devilish ever since, seeking for hope, needing some form of nourishment It's eighty-eight skin starting to radiate Hit on my baby-face mama bear could see that I'm there She finally gave me space change of pace moving quicker Consuming liquor, humping on some chicks pussy Trying to undo her zipper Gucci slippers who can diss us? 40 deuce movie pictures What other way but poetically can I prove we scriptures? Drugs sold 'em, cars rode 'em, guns near my scrotum, Got locked, got right out, gave what I owed 'em Five when they buried Will killed 'Po killed Phil Murdered Donald Jones, shot clip hit Bill Prince in prison, damn, Yam still living I can see him up in heaven my nigga dance to the rhythm God, show me a better way, give me another day Open the lane up so I can make these fuckers pay Fo sho, I just wanna be there, you know? Realize what I'm worth, the work I put in And I brought to the table through the years I ain't the average, ya heard? Respect my gangsta, it's all hustle Steal it on 'em, you know? Loving da game you gave me, loving my name is AZ Never sold millions, but fuck it I'm here to save the babies Look how a lady raised me, so would say he crazy I'm just a nigga from Brooklyn repping the streets that made me Rapping for quite a while, all around, tighter style One of the flyest with the brightest smile, try me how? Save all the aggra-zations, keep all the confrontations I'm sitting contemplating trying to crack the combination Move mystique mostly months that I keep cozy At time I creeped only this is what the East showed me More on to music making trying to renew relations Ducking the dudes that's hatin', please don't make me lose my patience I put it down for y'all my face surrounds Allah My catalogue consists of a hundred thousand bars The god, please respect me, ya heard?