Papoose - What Makes Me Me lyrics

(Uhn) the nacirema dream the album It's getting closer y'all MCs put your thinking caps on 2007 is mine What makes me me Cause I dropped 17 CDs Or the way I been make me a g What makes you you Is it cause you stay true to your crew Or it's just because you do what you do What makes me the king Is it the way I'm holding it down Or it's just because I'm wearing a crown [?] my style The man makes the money money never makes the man I'm just trinna help you n***as understand What makes me me Talking on the tellie straight driving the legal Rear view mirrors is clean so I can see you Yellow lights I speed up so I can speed through Red monkey junkie now rockin the [?] Undershirt inthermal shirt rockin the mink too I hate the cold weather we the tropical people After the nacirema yea I'm dropping a sequel A rider like evel knievel If my life depended on my album would I be alive Y'all gon execute me or y'all gon let me survive If my freedom depended on it you witnessed the crime You gon keep it gangsta or you gon testify Had your last 20 dollas you love to get high My album or a bag of weed which one you gon buy I brought a chair in the booth while I'm spittin this rhyme Cause I know if I stand up I'm a loose my mind So I'm a just sit calm like good times The jeffersons different strokes and family ties One of my mans was In the crib eatin some chick She didn't tell him another man got a key to her sh** This n***a walked in the crib squeezin his fif He k**ed my homie in his sleep Imma leave you with this You can end up slumped over asleep in a ditch When you don't use your head and think with your dick (uhn) The hood taught me in the backwards way I was addicted to the way the guns blast away Started totin hammers hennesy and Aalizé Then I realized all of my idols pa**ed away In the fast life looking for a faster way That's the main reason why I'm getting cash today Had to start all over but I still made a profit Cause n***as who got rich I was right where they started I ain't mind starting off like the n***a with bread I'll follow the path long as I ain't bein misslead Sink this in your head I'd rather starve like a man who's alive then end up like a man who's dead My path is unwalked my craft is blood [?] I can school your whole cla** with one thought Fight for my homie his challenge is unfought Bang for equality blast the gun (uhn) They say his album came out trash it's your fault Am I the 4th quarter a**a**in of course Now you acting like you pa**in your torch I guess you must think I'm a a** of some sort You ain't never gave me half the support That I deserve from you ba*tards I brought Lyricism back with cla**ics I [?] From a to z then went backwards I storched Set fire to they a**es I fought Went to the south as if the traffic up north n***as act as if my math is untaught That's a portion not half you dumb short dumb short dumb short dumb short