You Made Me Lyrics - Carl Thomas

[Mase] 

Let's get it on 

[Carl Thomas] 

1 - You made me 

You made me 

You made me the way I am today 

You're the reason why 

I live how I live 

'cause you made me the way I am 

[Huddy Comb] 

First of all, I was the worst of all 

The first born, took my first breath, it was on 

And thanks to my moms, and some help from Nickie Bonds 

I was raised in ways of a Don, they gas me like Exxon 

Had me dealin' with ex cons, frontin' with they Rolex on 

Get sexed on a regular basis, grown women puttin' they faces 

In all the wrong places, molesting me, now you see why my destiny 

Was fucked up 'cause my recipe 

But I blame my mother 'cause I can't blame no other 

And that's how my game was discovered 

My mom was a sucker, did that bullshit to my brother 

But no matter what, I'mma love her 

She gave me life, even though she got high undercover 

If she die, I can't find me another 

But look what you made me 

Repeat 1 

[Meeno] 

Yeah, you made me this way, since the day I was born 

When you slid on that crack shit, mom be strong 

'Fore long, I realized the same old song 

Another cat that done bounced on his kid and his spouse 

At the beginning, I knew my pops just had to be kidding 

He's coming back any day, he wouldn't leave us that way 

But anyway, the time got longer, my anger got stronger 

It's no time to wonder the money I hunger 

Without a blunder, I vowed to be all I could be 

Started running guns O.T., me and my code D. 

Leave from the backstreets of A-T-L to N-Y-C 

When the gunspot got hot, I switched to the D 

When the D spot got hot, I went low key 

Now that Harlem World spot hot, and I'm on TV 

I don't need no fake calls from yo' ass at all 

Just leave me the way you left me and watch me ball 

Repeat 1 

[Nas] 

What, what, uh 

You the reason 

And I thank you, what 

Check it out 

Yo, yo, stormy night, September '73 

Would you believe what my mom recieved from heaven was me? 

Second from me, my younger brother desperate as me 

We see the world alike, type of girls he likes, the girls I like 

The shit that make him mad, it make me hype, bug like that 

Share the same blood like that, grew up around thugs poppin' and shit 

Cardboard boxes of shit, dirt bikes 

But now we hoppin' whips and merc, right? 

Money's my birthright, my righteous birth so I floss 

It's up to you to look inside yourself, see what's yours 

Consecutive times, New Year's Eve, light off nines in the skylines 

Imaginary graves, poor the Henney on it 

Share with my dogs who's here, 'cause there's so many gone 

Yeah, Meeno, Ill Will, all my people 

Big Stretch, we'll never forget, Allah keeps you 

Until we meet again, through my pen y'all can speak through, uh 

Repeat 1