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Picture this Once in your heart, no one can ever depart Make sure it's real right from the start Yeah, picture this Early Saturdays, eating Golden Crisp MC Hammer on the radio, I'm 2 Legit Hammer dance with the Hammer pants, we movin' it I was young when I fell in love with music quick Dubbin' tapes, It Takes Two, Rob Base I was dumb, I took two, rob place Here they come, but this path, don't wanna chase I was more than happy being the customer Creative writer, I scribe words, your day brighter But for now, I'ma push it to the side, just the tip in Hearin' Kathy trippin', talkin' 'bout college Me an Po had a plan, if she did the knowledge One plus one equal three where I'm from Marvin youngest son had to become his own man in decision God's engineerin', Jesus at the wheel The seven cities was my choice but the South appeal Thought I'd be teaching people's kids just to keep it real I had hopes, never thought I'd sign a record deal I'm just a kid from VA who considers himself blessed Let the ungrateful fight about the rest, yes Picture this Once in your heart, no one can ever depart Make sure it's real right from the start Picture this, down memory lane Crazy how far that we came Some things don't ever have to change Ayo, picture this It's Soundbombin' for the downtrodden Whether the game's elimination or round robin 'Cause God'll laugh at your plans Took half my advance, invested in a eight-passenger van And drove off on behalf of the dance Just me and my mans Chasin' the dream and pretty girls with the long hair But somethin' went wrong there, I tried to be strong Was on the bottom so long, it felt like I belonged there Picture this Steppin' out on your faith is a heavy path To make it out wit' your dignity and some petty cash Pimp hand strong, we backhand it like Steffi Graf The realest to do it, yo, put it on my epitaph So fresh, so independent So free, so me, why you in your feelings? I needed shelter and I couldn't find the antidote So God gave me the words to let me Penicillin Picture this Once in your heart, no one can ever depart Make sure it's real right from the start Picture this, down memory lane Crazy how far that we came Some things don't ever have to change Picture this Picture this I, I, I can't read the teleprompter Can you, can you do the fucking prompter right? No one knows how to operate a prompter in this building! Son of a bitch! May God bless our nation, and this station, thank you "Take us out", what does that mean, take us out? It says here, "play us out" What does that mean, music's gonna play us out? What the fuck does that mean? I don't even like Little Brother And tell you the truth, Percy Miracles was a son of a bitch Stole money from me, and at the Christmas party in 1989 I swear to God, he hit on my wife I'll never forgive Percy for that, it's a miracle that he's dead I feel bad about saying that I, I, I shouldn't have said that, I sincerely apologize
Writer(s): William Miller, Curtis Cross, Thomas Louis Iii Jones, Phonte Lyshod Coleman, Eric Keith Mercer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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