Blowin' Up In the World

Back in the days was kinda crazy, kid I started out with nothin' Wasn't livin' like thanks giving, I was turkey without the stuffin' Sometimes I sweared to God that I was headed for the poorhouse Say mama caught the drama, she would bleed tryin' to feed 4 mouths Wasn't rockin' girbauds, I barely had clothes and when it snowed And temperatures droppin' below zero, you know I froze No Cd's, a black and white TV, a seat is a rubber tire With a hanger for the antenna, turned channels with some pliers Had nothin' in my cabinet, but cans of raid I'm knockin' on my neighbor's door To borrow a cup of sugar for my kool-aid I wasn't freshly dipped, my gear was straight ripped, I'm trippin' 'Cause my winter coat got lost buttons And zippers that wouldn't stay zipped I never remembered the brother was straight fat cat Not even a big mac black, I had kid castle topped with crackerjacks Walkin' the streets, with the weak sneaks on my feet And the freaks wouldn't speak, I never had lipstick on my cheek So much for getting humped from the stunts, I always struck out The one y'all likes is takin' hikes if you can't pull a buck out So now I gots to dedicate my next plate to all the homeboys and girls Straight up baby, I'm blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines I gotsta get mines, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines I gotta get mines, I gotsta get mines, yeah It seems like only yesterday, my moms was on my back Get your butt up out the sack and find a job or hit the road jack Black, I don't disown her, I'm just a kid from corona With a G.E.D. diploma, with more ribs showin' than Tony rhoma's In order to get straight, I gotsta to make a muscle Learned to hustle and bustle and I gave the streets a tussle Standin' down on the corner slangin' fat rocks to bottles With the black tops, for cops got my shorty watchin' my back hobbes Makin' mad Lucci, bought up Louis vuitton Gucci Hoochies callin' me boochi, while they smooch me, givin' up the coochie Now I'm a felon, started sellin' and splittin' melons I started gellin', to tellin' police just 'cause I was swellin' Hangin' out on the corner playin' cee-lo, rollin' for half a kilo Yo you'll never see G-low a-goin' below Yeah, straight gettin' fortunate, as long as fees was torchin' it It started gettin' hot around the block, the cops was scorchin' it But luckily I made out before the coppers could frisk me and diss me 'Cause business is drugs is gettin' too risky So now I just lamp, collect stamps Snatch up tramps diamonds and pearls Straight up baby, I'm blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines I gotsta get mines, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines I gotta get mines, I gotsta get mines, yeah I got put on by DJ polo, cut the record, it's a demo And started chillin' in limos with champagne and tinted windows Hoppin', no time for pages, sportin' gold chains and rings Clockin' money and fame, nothin' changed, I'm still the same Just spendin' 20's and 10's at women pullin' on my linen And grinnin' 'cause I was winnin' in this game from the beginning The lyrical skills was kinda ill, gave you a slight chill So I just let the hype build, known for rappers run and go write wills I turned from a hobo to a solo bozin for dolos Stole my dough, you still below, now I prefer cigars and blow mo' So catch a flashback, of a G. rap track, attacked, like a head crack That's smack, through your cap, with the lead black And here's a new cut, for pooh-butt, rappers hangin' from off my Two nuts like they was put there by members of the Ku Klux So peep Kool G. rap, don't sleep, money unless it's witcha girl Straight up kid, I'm blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines I gotsta get mines, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world Blowin' up, blowin' up in the world I'm blowin' up in the world, I gotta get mines I gotta get mines, I gotsta get mines, yeah