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Conception
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Conception was released on January 23, 2012 by Coast 2 Coast Mixtapes as a part of the album The Calling
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Release DateJanuary 23, 2012
LabelCoast 2 Coast Mixtapes
LanguageEnglish
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Mama gave birth but she really never had me
Mama gave birth but she really never had me
Mama gave birth but...
Look, the creator blew breath
I beat the pill, I skipped abortion, I have battled through death
6 Months, first words, 32 steps
Told moms, "I'm done playing ref, gave me two techs
I'm gone," she was looking at me weird like, "You been here before"
I said, "Father, fuckin' yeah"
Nobody got that joke, until a year or two later
I was writing on paper, people were scared
See, I don't see, I wasn't born
I was hatched, I was created, I was built, I was formed
I was sculpted, I was molded, I was crafted, I was carved
I was generated, made from the image of a God
Now the standard has been lifted and the cheers are going up
I was sent to raise the bar
Walking in Cheers, everybody yells "Shah"
So you know I'm not the norm
Y'all don't get it, y'all been warned, look
Mama gave birth but she really never had me
Mama gave birth but she really never had me
Mama gave birth but she really never had me
Mama gave birth but...
See, school didn't help
My parents gave it effort but I swear
I was raised by Melle Mel's message
And a Public Enemy that had flavor and a Professor
And a crew that rocked Adidas with a rapping future reverend
And a radio toting MC that was confessing
How he needed love and was bold enough to address it
A DJ that ran for president
With a legend by his side, monotone and wise, infusing lessons
In my bloodstream when I came up
My daddy wasn't there but Big Daddy Kane was
Queen Latifah, Fresh Prince, royalty I witnessed
I was learning how to act before I even paid attention
Craig G's verses
G rap's wordplay, Pun spit it perfect
Masta Ace and my brother Lord Digga
Can't thank that man enough for teaching me to pen a scripture
Peep it, Dana Dane and Slick Rick stories
Grand Puba Man, you would see me flowing as a shorty
I was bumping Naughty and Tribe when I was young
Just watching and dreaming of joining the Native Tongues
Black Sheep was different, GZA provoked thought
Snoop gave a **** style, by '96 I was caught
I clowned around when I hung around with the underground
But when my hood was crazy violent, I was holding onto weapons
I was on the corner dwelling by the dumpster
One night I heard Brenda's baby crying
I watched Bishop turn into Lucky before he died
And I ain't hold it all inside, I let it out
Studied ten Crack Commandments, Friend or Foe, Illmatic
Nas made his memory lane so graphic
That we shared a project window where he was seeing the static
It was just like mine in my mind, dope addicts
It was Ice Cube's solos
KRS cover with the burner in the photo
Looking like Malcolm, shit, when Busta went dolo
I was so inspired, saw that Roc-A-Fella logo
And then I got hired
My mind was deep, my rhymes were shallow
Started coming from the soul when I got into battles
And right now I'm afraid cause these rappers are babbling
So I'm looking at the future, it's baffling
I don't know man, shit is missing
That Wu-Tang look, NWA essence
Or a Nate Dogg hook or Gang Starr's purity
Can't you see it?
Yo, the game's looking old and I'm a brand new being
I was spawned, I was merged from the clouds perspiration
And the sun hit my mother with light from the constellation
And it took one day to bring you this here creation
So I got the Lord beat, I'm telling you, don't sleep on me
Mama gave birth but she really never had me
Mama gave birth but she really never had me
Mama gave birth but she really never had me
Mama gave birth but...
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