C-Rayz Walz - When I Grow Up lyrics

[Hook: Sample from [?] and (C-Rayz Walz)] (x2) If I could be anything I want, I'd be like me Like me? Like me. Like me! (So when I grow up, I want to be just like me) [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] I want to be fresh like Gazelles in the '83 flick 2 plus 6 when I getting new scuffed up kicks Ill with a blank page and markers, pen, and loose leaf On a train by myself, Louis Vuitton and Gucci KRS-One, P.E., Rakim Kane and Biz, Kool G Rap—you know what time it is Artists who inspire me knowing I fire-breathe In a mirror like, “Yeah, you got it, B” Just be yourself, learn your energy—my mind's great Get your lines straight like a**embly, divine states If you rewind my tapes when I'm on ‘em Wait ‘til I get older and my flow grow stronger It's gonna be a great time alone with my performance Extra enormous, style lead with ghetto endurance I'mma blow up. Wait ‘til I grow up And kick a rhyme on TV when you watching and you see my face show up [Hook: Sample from [?] and (C-Rayz Walz)] (x2) If I could be anything I want, I'd be like me Like me? Like me. Like me! (So when I grow up, I want to be just like me) [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] A lot of cats is nice. I'll still be ill in my afterlife I practice in lunchrooms to master mics and my appetite Hallway vocals had me rapping right (Right, right) Spitting left out the cyphers of d**h—I was clacking light Like special effects, I ain't got a job I make music work best and I've seen hip hop music progress Interpose, switch path of plot It's sad but true I'm serious, so I laugh a lot I make songs, don't pay for studios Every time I perform, I'm trying for the lead movie role When I see other artists, I respect them like I know they mother Even if I don't know they mother I'll clap you, write a rhyme on the chalk outline I'm like, “Damn, I know I k**ed the verse this time” Now my music's a climb. And what comes to mind? I could get paid for this, get away with it every time [Hook: Sample from [?] and (C-Rayz Walz)] (x2) If I could be anything I want, I'd be like me Like me? Like me. Like me! (So when I grow up, I want to be just like me) [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] I got that Fire Marshall Bill sk**—I'm flaming them Speaking off the top could knock out your exoskeleton Hitting hard like Mike in the prime of his career Behind the lines, I could score thirty from here You want me to spit about alcohol, s**, and j**elry Vehicles, sell my sh** for a nickel and fool me I move my own product, make my own music too Getting paid for my CD—business as unusual Iced out like you forgot the keys to igloos Shovel raps come hit you in the back with heavy metal and dig you We got roofs like Philly got cheesesteak But now I'm professional—I keep my written rhymes in a briefcase My old English eight hundred years old with a scroll From Brooklyn Academy when I first enrolled To make you bounce like a determined toad From spot to spot. Anxious to locate my Stronghold When we rock shows, we k** it and let the crowd live So the story is told and material sold I get to eat and I get to be me The rhymes will sell, time will tell of my longevity [Hook: Sample from [?] and (C-Rayz Walz)] (x2) If I could be anything I want, I'd be like me Like me? Like me. Like me! (So when I grow up, I want to be just like me) [Outro: C-Rayz Walz and (Sample from [?])] Like me. C-Rayz Walz, SH5, Brooklyn Academy. Will Tell, Where Theirs a Will Theirs a Way, “Welcome to P World,” kiddies. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Stronghold, The Sun Cycle MC. And one day, y'all might be nice (Like me)