Hunga - The One lyrics

(Intro) Uh Uh Yeah Its 84 n***a! Good Luck I'd let to welcome y'all man You know its time for the new n***a, you know? (Verse 1) This is the story of the colored Marshall Mathers An Illmatic student That other college dropout, that made his own blueprint That little young boy with dreams that he'd run for New n***a who be dressing like a Paris drug lord sh** I left the girl I love for this I ain't seen her since I left I can never love again, my heart was on Aaliyah's jet They like how you let her go? n***a have you seen her yet? Her beauty is debatable, that sh** is like graffiti mess Rappers that I looked up to be hating, they know he a threat The sequel to your sad story n***as know that he is next Wish I could be Michael Jordan, I can't put no 3 in nets Mama wish I went to college, I don't think a Kia's fresh (Hook) Yeah, my n***a look how far I come Promise Im'a change the world before Im done My n***a Im'a be the one My n***a Im'a be the one! Yeah, take a look how far I come Remember when they said that I was gon' be none But Im'a make them take it back before I'm done (Verse 2) Now I was very much like yourself Sixteen, wild as hell Been to jail, that ain't the story that Im here to tell I wanna tell ya'll about a n***a with a dream Big head n***a, buying magazines before he can even read! For the pictures, use to hang them on my all Rap city, after school man Im trying to be like y'all Told everybody I would They laughed I ain't even joke I told my n***as lets get high, and I don't even smoke! And if they told us we can't Then we gon' be rebels Been day dreaming about eating since we was starving at Mellos Back when me and Justin, ain't have no gas for that Civic Now the beamer got me ga**ed And Im laughing at yo a**, n***a! (Hook) (Verse 3) Everything changed, When these n***as from BK Met a kid from Miami, thats trying to win a Grammy It changed one night, When they booked that flight Out to go and meet a woman that changed my life The lady of Hip Hop, Who took n***as to the top Who other than Mona Scott, like damn this n***a hot! So after graduation, no time for salutations I walked that stage, then straight to JFK Like hold up, My dreams getting closer I must be allergic, or nervous, A n***a done choked up In front of Mark Pitts, he's like where did you find Bizzy? n***a standing right of a n***a that had Biggie! Damn, wasn't my shot guess I should have brought Shyne with me But I knew my time was coming, no tripping its fine with me Yeah, now the world is left to witness And Mona was a Mrs, so how the hell can she miss it, aye! (Hook) (Outro) My n***a im'a be the one! My n***a im'a be the one! My n***a Im'a be the one!