[Intro]
Welcome to The Burning Book n***a
Just some more of that Mr Washington story sh**
A lawless rebel
Ya'll know what time it is when you hear this real sh** (Young David himself)
Its like a lyrical novel for you motherf**ers (T-rock)
This sh** here is based on a motherf**in' true story n***a
I'll tell you what my life like
Real talk n***a
[Verse 1]
In '81 I was ejected from the uterus
With destiny to move a brick
Until it made me super rich
Who would've knew a pimp would give me all my tutelage
And everyone would know of me from college p to ?
Before it all I was reside on wells tribe
On the west side where the tecs fly n***as hide
A crazy n***a you can see it in my '80s pictures
f**ing since 11 putting' dick up in the babysitter
I adapted and got invested with crime subjected to grind
f** it I'm ahead of my time
In '89 i was just a baby and blind
Born to shine even though the sh** would take me some time
By '99 i was tracking munitions ? quick on the throttle bust your head and leave your dick in the dirt
A pimp by 10s grade I were a gift and a curse i gave a f** about a n***a dropped some sh** and emerged
[Chorus]
Even as a youngsta
Causing ruckus on the back of the bus
I was a fool all through high school giving a f**
I was a fool all through high school giving a f**
I was a fool all through high school
n***a even as a youngsta
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[Verse 2]
When I was young I had no clue where my future stands
Just another statistic many die and few advance
You grew up idolizing Spider-man and Superman
I grew up idolizing robbers and the ? man
See I where I'm from if you was pimping hoes then you the man
The good the bad the ugly always be that's who I am
I had no father figure still I'm above average
My preacher was just a pusher my teachers a drug addict
With this upbringing I'm proud to be a thug savage
I rose above the junk and like to stand above maggots
n***as large portraying Judas when they come to see ya
b**hes rob so actually I never trust 'em neither
All I trust is the mothers pray that the lord to keep her
n***a from dying the barrel of the millimeter
So f** you copper thugs ain't no way out but love
Pop a slug I'm twice a n***a that my father was
[Chorus]