[Intro]
Welcome to The Burning Book n*gga
Just some more of that Mr Washington story sh*t
A lawless rebel
Ya'll know what time it is when you hear this real sh*t (Young David himself)
Its like a lyrical novel for you motherf*ckers (T-rock)
This sh*t here is based on a motherf*ckin' true story n*gga
I'll tell you what my life like
Real talk n*gga
[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*ggas hide
A crazy n*gga you can see it in my '80s pictures
f*cking since 11 putting' di*k up in the babysitter
I adapted and got invested with crime subjected to grind
f*ck it I'm ahead of my time
In '89 I was just a baby and blind
Born to shine even though the sh*t would take me some time
By '99 I was packing down munitions ? quick on the throttle bust your head and leave your di*k in the dirt
A pimp nature? 10th grade I were a gift and a curse i gave a f*ck about a n*gga dropped some sh*t 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*ck
I was a fool all through high school giving a f*ck
I was a fool all through high school
n*gga 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 buddha 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*ggas large portraying Judas when they come to see ya
b*tches rob so actually I never trust 'em neither
All I trust is the mothers pray that the lord to keep her
n*gga from dying the barrel of the millimeter
So f*ck you copper thugs ain't no way out but love
Pop a slug I'm twice a n*gga that my father was
[Chorus]