Planet earth was my place of birth
Born to be the sole controller of the universe
Besides the part of the map I hit first
Any a rhyme that I can adapt when it gets worst
The rough gets goingthe going gets rough
When I start flowingthe mic might bust
The next stateI shake from the power I generate
People in cali used to think it was earthquakes
’cause times was hard on the boulevard
So I vote God and never get scarred and gauled
But it seems like I’m locked in hell
Looking over the edge but the r never fell
A trip to slip ’cause my nikes got grip
Stand on my own two feet and come equip
Any stage I’m seen ona mic I fiend on
I stand alone and need nothing to lean on
Going for self wit a long way to go
So much to say but I still flow slow
I come correct and I won’t look back
’cause it ain’t where you’re fromit’s where
You’re at
Even the (ghetto)
I learn to relax in my room and escape from new york
And return through the womb of the world as a
Thought
Thinking how hard it was to be born
Me being queen wit no physical form
Millions of cells wit one destination
To reach the best partit’s life creation
9 months latera job well done
Make way’cause here I come
Since I made it this farI can’t stop now
There’s a will and a way and I got the know-how
To be all I can be and more
And see all there is to see before
I’m called and go back to the essence
It’s alot to learn so I study my lessons
I thought the ghetto was the worst that could
Happen to me
I’m glad I listen when my father was rapping to me
’cause back in the daysthey lived in caves
Exiled from the original mana straight way
Now that’s what I call hard times
I rather be here to exercise the mind
Then I take a thought around the world twice
From knowledge newborn back to knowledge precise
Across the desertthat’s hot as the arabian
But they couldn’t cave me in ’cause I’m the asian
Reaching for the city of meccavisit medina
Visions of neffertiti then I seen a
Mind keeps travelingI’ll be back after i
Stop and think about the brothers and sisters in
Africa
Return the thought through the eye of a needle
For miles I thought and I just fought the people
Under the dark skies on a dark side
Not only there but right here’s an apartheid
So now is the time for us to react
Take a trip through the mind and when you get back
Understand you’re third eye seen all of that
It ain’t where you’re fromit’s where you’re at
Even the (ghetto)
Even the (ghetto)
No more propsI want property
In every boroughnobody’s stopping me
Because I’m thoroughrhymes are making real estate
For me to own
Wherever I bless a microphone
007 is back and relaxing
On point n’ reactin’ and ready for action
I’m so low key that you might not see me
Incognito and taking it easy
Quietit’s kept on a hush hush
In front of a crowdI get loudthere’s a bumrush
Be calmkeep a low proand play the background
Hopin’ the wack rapper’ll put the mic back down
So rip itbreak it in halfgo head and slam it
’cause when it’s time to buildI’m a mechanic
I’m bonding and mendingattaching and blending
So many solosthere is no ending
People in my neighborhoodthey know I’m good
From london to hollywoodwherever I stood
Footprints remain on stage ever since
As I walk the streetI leave fossils and dents
When I had sexI left my name on necks
My trademark was left throughout the projects
I used to get rich when I played celo
When I rolled 456they go we know
So I collect my cash then slide
I got my backmy gun’s on my side
It shouldn’t have to be like that
I guess it ain’t where you’re fromit’s where
You’re at
Even the (ghetto)
I’m from the (ghetto)
Word uppeace