How I Came Up

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T-Rock - Rap, In English

How I Came Up

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[Intro: T-Rock & Mr. Sche] Before we get started, I wanna send a special prayer to all the runaways All the people born in drug-infested environments Born into pimpin', born into prostitution You are not alone, you heard me? This here is my story Streets' is crazy, man How I came up, how I came up This here is my story We all goin' through it, you heard me How I came up Sche, tell 'em [Chorus: Mr. Sche] This here is my story (Here is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I came up (Uh huh) This here is my story (Hеre is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I camе up (Uh huh) This here is my story (Here is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I came up (Uh huh) This here is my story (Here is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I came up (Uh huh) [Verse 1: Mr. Sche] Mirror mirror on the wall, who the blackest nigga of them all? (Me) Grew up hatin' every thing in life, I'ma dragon that'll swallow y'all (Sup) [CNC?], no pig, these Memphis streets don't love me (Uh uh) Mama turned her fuckin' back, because in God I didn't believe So where the fuck am I supposed to go? (Where?) Stretched out with no hope Where the fuck is my daddy? He was supposed to be my hero (Damn) Confused, upset, I look okay with my soldier-ette I got no job, no money, no [curb?] and no self respect So I go hard on this pimp shit, dope shit, that's all I had Fake niggas surroundin' me, secretly want me to crash All along, just me, if I doubt a thing, nobody knows (Nah) Every odd's against me and that's the way I like it, hoe I fell down, laid there (Yup) Cried a little then back up Never wiped away one tear and ready for some more pain, bruh Don't assume you know me, you will never know my pain Twenty-four hour night shift, I'll never see the sun again [Chorus: Mr. Sche] This here is my story (Here is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I came up (Uh huh) This here is my story (Here is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I came up (Uh huh) This here is my story (Here is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I came up (Uh huh) This here is my story (Here is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I came up (Uh huh) [Verse 2: T-Rock] I came up hard in these Atlanta streets (Yeah!) To say the least, y'all niggas don't know bitch, I was born a G (Yeah!) Let me speak my peace I used to skip school with them weed smokers G freaks and gun slingers (Uh huh) How many times I seen my daddy in life, I can count on one finger I'm an only child with no [guidin' snake?] and damn, what should I do? (Uh huh) Drugs and violence in these streets, I ain't got no man to look up to Mama boyfriends' ain't spend no time with me, I wasn't nothin' (Uh huh) Niggas ain't ever love my mama (Nah) Hoe ass nigga just wanted to fuck (Nah) Through they actions they reflect, I learned to go hard on a slut (Yeah!) Sell a brick with weed off in the bong and take a couple of puffs With my finger up, niggas fuck with us then we retaliate I was shootin' at niggas before I could ejaculate Same nigga that told me how to let up with that burner (Hey!) God bless that nigga, he doin' time right now for murder (Yeah!) The seeds you plant and don't tend to, these streets will nurture (Yeah!) So don't be surprised when they grow up to be dealers and servers [Chorus: Mr. Sche] This here is my story (Here is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I came up (Uh huh) This here is my story (Here is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I came up (Uh huh) This here is my story (Here is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I came up (Uh huh) This here is my story (Here is my story) How I came up, how I came up, how I came up (Uh huh) [Bridge: Mr. Sche] I didn't give a fuck, I didn't give a fuck, I didn't give a fuck I was too wild, I was too booked (Uh huh) I didn't give a fuck, I didn't give a fuck, I didn't give a fuck I was too wild, I was too booked (Uh huh) I didn't give a fuck, I didn't give a fuck, I didn't give a fuck I was too wild, I was too booked (Uh huh) I didn't give a fuck, I didn't give a fuck, I didn't give a fuck I was too wild, I was too booked (Uh huh) [Outro: Mr. Sche] Uh huh… Uh huh… Uh huh… Uh huh…

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Credits

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  • T-Rock
  • Mr. Sche