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Prhyme

Genres: Hip-Hop

Black History Lyrics - Prhyme

Soon as I was born, I knew I was due to do some damage 

Came out the womb, doctors passed me around the room and panicked 

Four pounds, dark purple, 

Couldn't even breathe on my own 

Shakin' baby in an incubator 

Breathing machine for my lungs 

Doctor told my mom and pops 

They gon' have to keep me for a couple months 

Papa regretting doin' coke, mama probably those couple blunts 

Little did they know there was nothing to be ashamed of as long as we 

Keep the unconditional love between us 

I feel like the Mona Lisa 

Hospital found out my pops had a lapse in his insurance 

I learned just how people are quick to turn 

The doctor came back and said, "We're gon' release him" 

That's the same thing in my first deal the label head said 

Same as the judge after 365 days in jail cells 

You probably think my moms and pops ain't raise me well 

Wait, please, I was hard-headed 

The only person who could get through to me was maybe Jay-Z 

They tried to give my autistic son medicine for ADHD 

Same kid who could look at a piano 

And memorize all 88 keys 

I learned everything I need to know at day one in the hospital 

They gonna doubt you, nigga 

And you can't even pay no one to care about you, nigga 

 

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As we proceed to give you what you need 

My name is DJ Premier 

I'd like to introduce to you Ant Man Wonder 

On behalf of Bad-Half Entertainment and Works of Mart 

PRhyme 2 is coming 

 

1966, March 21st 

In July 17th, '61 marks the birth, the birth of two phenoms 

I'm talking about Chris Edward Martin and Keith Edward Elam 

This is for the real Gang Starr fans, not the ones who call us P-Rhyme 

One come from Massachusetts, the other from Texas 

Had a dream to become the next shit 

Filled up his whole truck trunk with records and moved to New York 

That's where Premier the god linked with Guru the lord 

If ever duplicated, hell froze and there was a blue moon before it 

And that shit birthed Group Home Freddie Foxxx, inspired shit 

Like Jay Z, Nas, B.I.G, I'm just comin' clean like the Jeru song 

Yo! MTV raps, Rakim in the back 

Fab 5 Freddy in the hat interviewin' Chubb Rock 

Pac in the cut with his boots and Juice on (RIP) 

Pac still killin' to this day, still the one they tryna be 

Y'all know I'm from Detroit 

I'm diggin' in the crates, now I'm from the diamond-D 

I ain't wit the showbiz, I'm just AG tryna sign me a Fat Joe deal 

And go and ball and every bitch I got OG is on call, that's O.C 

Bitch, I confess that I finesse 

I smile at death like Malcolm X, I'm solid, yes, in '99 

I told myself, if I could figure out how to bottle it, I'd be out of debt 

Y'all niggas just novices, y'all can just move inside 

I got that car pedestrian confidence, yessir, I got that Uber Drive 

Y'all wanna know who the best is? 

Look around at who alive and who done died 

(Then what?) 

Then look at me, Kendrick Lamar and Pusha T 

Em and the Slaughters 

Y'all don't have to look any farther for the rhymers 

Y'all are the past, at the present time I'm the Future 

'Cause all my competition tryin' be Desiigners 

I'm just tired of being underrated by these lazy bloggers 

They just tired of re-rewindin' 

Y'all tired of me saying I'm the greatest? 

(Y'all tired yet?) 

Fuck y'all, I'm tired of re-remindin' 

I survived Vietnam and my city laid me a grave 

Prem laced me boom-boom-God-damn with Lady of Rage 

Since then I've been on my Jamie in "Ray", nobody seein' me 

She douche, I give her dick she never forget, that's D and D 

Preem, cut! 

 

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Come on back with me, this black history 

Premier's on the wheels, yeah we makin black history 

Come on back with me, this textbook Big L and Pun 

On the real to real, that black history 

I made up my mind (mind) 

Went to sleep, dead (dead) 

That's in the past 

I'm gon' wake up alive 

Live, live, live 

We takin over, this shit this year 

Preem cut me! Come on back with me, this black history... 

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