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But that's the whole point, my friends
What, what would I do if I could feel
And to know once again what I feel is real?
I could cry, I smile, I might lay back for awhile
Tell me what, what would I do if I could you?

I was young, I was the times
for my moment, I was destined to shine
Little Ray had an NSX, I was hopin' I'm
Wantin' bracelets, never had a on my neck
Unless I was Taiyeh chain 'Rest In Peace'

though that night you flipped on us, you warned us
If you came back and we on the corners, we goners, movin' on to
Move your arm and watch to another time on the block
'Cause this 40 Side they say shorty rhyme
Tragedy he to come through all the time

I'm talkin' Juice Crew, not the word define
He had a named Erin, for sure was fine
was my first crush, I bought my first mic
I wrote my verse, I was about nine
I was about mine, fantasize

Met Paul, he some big glasses
Him and Melquan took me G Rap lived
I was happy, just some answers
I ain't even know a record advance was

I'm seein' sex in the studio bathroom
With rap dudes, thinkin' wow, she me
Same girl then, now's a groupie
Back then she was like the in the movie

Large and expensive Gucci
Next stop, In Full posse recruits me
Knew they were some millionaires, their ropes dookie
Eric B man lookin' like it he shoot me

You see, time Ra didn't show
I get to record at attempts to blow
I could they tell, how did they know
Sixteen years later, I go

What, what, what I do?
What, what, would I do?
What, what, would I do?
What, what, what I do?

I'm with in the street, tryin' to get us a deal
G Rap tried to get us to to Cold Chill
But Fly Ty didn't the contract we wanted
Clark just signed Das, he didn't want us

Russell I sounded like G, the nigga fronted
Reef and Matty C offered me a little
Shit, a funny, feel a little laughter
Rebel of hip-hop comin' through a rapper

My boy MC nevertheless
me to Columbia, back then CBS
Chris Schwartz, RuffHouse, he was the man
Now 'cause the label had just dropped Def Jam

Could you picture Russell needin' a check,
But he smart, he plotted a plan for
is ill, again life's a movie
Then, the roster's Cypress Hill, Nas, and

Before I records, no promotion
The rap world like, what's all commotion?
plat', mad bottles I'm toasting
20/20 hindsight, but how did they then

What, what, what I do?
What, what, what I do?
What, what, would I do?
What, what, what I do?

Invincible, lyrical, man, huh
But back to the matter at
'Cause ten years ago we all strived to be
Some cats didn't it alive

Dated some but respect their privacy
mad cars, layin' back in the driver's seat
Held myself down, just the wheel
Here I am, completed my whole record

What, what, what I do?
What, what, would I do?
What, what, what I do?
What, what, would I do?

What would I do if I reach inside of me?
And to how it feels to say, I like what I see