Yeah, Craig G
Rest in peace to Jam Master Jay
My nigga Headquarters
My condolences go out to anybody that lost somebody close to them, man
And that's real
Look, let me tell y'all how I came up in this thing, let's do it
Let's start from the beginning
March 24th, nineteen hundred seventy-two
The doctor said he'd be great at whatever he do
Moms bounced to the bridge from a spot off Lennox
Where the building was tore up and had dope fiend tenants
41-11-10Th by the bench, my feet
First touchdown to the sounds of some hip-hop beats
Jazzy Jamel had a crew called High Fidelity
Used to slam his music hard from across the street
I copied my older brothers Big Smash and Spanky T
Who'd of thought I'd take this rap game seriously?
If it wasn't for the Bridge, you won't be hearing from me
If I was doing something else, I think, where would I be?
And that's real
If I had the chance, oh baby
To do it over again, I'd do it the same way
Life's just too serious to try to play games, that's real
If I had the chance, oh baby
To do it over again, I'd choose the same plan
Do my thing 'til the Lord takes me from this strange land
A few years in my childhood, I moved to Vernon
Right on the next block, I was young and still learning
41-17, Apartment 2A
Some of my windows faced the park where the legends would play
Pictures of the Disco Twins spinning from my youth
With the Ray Charles look-alike dancing on the roof
The Orr brothers had the blue fiberglass cabinets
It got dark, I had to jet, moms ain't havin' it
Noel lived on the first floor next to the Livingstons
Played his music so loud, there was no giving in
Another special thing about the spot I chilled in
My nigga Marley Marl also lived in my building
And throughout the hustlers and numerous killings
We made history together through various rap dealings
It really gives me such a good feeling (Me too, man)
That before I leave this Earth, I make a name for myself
And you can too, uh
If I had the chance, oh baby
To do it over again, I'd do it the same way
Life's just too serious to try to play games, that's real
If I had the chance, oh baby
To do it over again, I'd choose the same plan
Do my thing 'til the Lord takes me from this strange land
1988, Dropped the Science to Symphony
Had the Limo on the Hill, a crew of cars, the Bridge infantry
A lot of niggas from my hood went to my show
My nigga Bing had the Fleetwood and he never drove slow
Karate Joe from 12th Street, my dog Hidey
Used to hit the road with me moving state to state
Went to 125, then the 204
Nas was in my same school, didn't know he could flow
I remember Richie Lou got killed by the beast
Al Sharpton had us ready to set it up in the Weast
I used to go to QP's for Pumas and Lee's
Stick-up kids would watch when you came, then watch when you leave
Look out, blue van, it was packed with D's
And my nigga PV kept the realest of trees
It's for people around the world that live in the P's
Take a journey where I come from with your boy Craig G
And that's real
If I had the chance, oh baby
To do it over again, I'd do it the same way
Life's just too serious to try to play games, that's real
If I had the chance, oh baby
To do it over again, I'd choose the same plan
Do my thing 'til the Lord takes me from this strange land
If I had the chance, oh baby
If I had the chance, oh baby
If I had the chance, oh baby