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Yeah, Yeah
My degrees
Like Ivy Leagues
In the street
I succeeded
The ghetto was my Garden of Eden
It was hard to defeat him
The Beast
He tried to turn The God in to a heathen
Check It
See the Black Madonna the picture, that lady
Holding a baby?
As I looked in her eyes, what I saw did it amaze me
New Orleans under water
Screaming, "Somebody save me"
Immigrants at the border
Treated wronger than Dalo-Faelid
In India, there's plenty of poor crying babies
Back at the home front, jobs wanted like crazy
Me, I'm never selfish, indeed help the helpless
Looking at the sky for Almighty, can you help us?
I can't stress what I can't control
Heart of a street hustler, Panther soul
As I sit on the throne
What's not in the stars, I just let it go
Favorite Golf linen clothes
So I pray to God... that a new plan unfolds
I got a saying and it goes,
"I started in the projects,
Now look what I accomplished"
There's ain't nobody helped me
It's nonsense
I'm just
Honored
To be in this position
The best feeling
That I've ever had is when I'm giving
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