Listen closely while I'm tryna write down my life story
Unique this, Unique that, stop talking like you know me
Born in the mother land where you getting less chances
The Mahdi, The Messiah, so I'm coming with a message
My consciousness hit me hard back in adolescence
Started looking for answers, but I needed couple lessons
Like keep quiet 'til you know the essence of your message
And when you got a bigger plan it don't need to be mentioned
I watched my folks grind 'til they put me in a mansion
But still I'm not feeling accomplished cuz it ain't my shit
And imma tell you like Biggie : more money more problems
Money days got you feeling stuck in the Matrix
Lost Souls Delusively was the awakening
Kept on questioning my path now I got you listening
Line after line witness the way I be preaching 'em
Water, pen, paper, on my way to Jerusalem
She was my first love really, she taught me how to speak English
She never judge a nigga even though I was just a beginner
She introduced me to hiphop, 1996 Reasonable Doubt
Jay-Z got 'em chasing clout
Everywhere we use to go the most hated couple
Hoes fighting you for me, I know it got you troubled
Drunk fights 'til we both end up turning our backs
But in the end we just had trouble communicating our sadness
I know my silence was something just like domestic violence
I was young, I needed guidance, I won't lie about it
Everybody use to worship our love like two role models
You and me in our little bubble, smoking weed, staying out of trouble
You had your condo, first night f*cked you without a condom
Then we started falling in love, damn it felt like karma
But when you really opened up I guess you felt dishonored
Couldn't relate to your pain so I kept it quite
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Listen closely while I'm tryna write down my life story
Unique this, Unique that, stop talking like you know me
Born in the mother land where you getting less chances
The Mahdi, The Messiah, so I'm coming with a message
My consciousness hit me hard back in adolescence
Started looking for answers, but I needed couple lessons
Like keep quiet 'til you know the essence of your message
And when you got a bigger plan it don't need to be mentioned
I watched my folks grind 'til they put me in a mansion
But still I'm not feeling accomplished cuz it ain't my shit
And imma tell you like Biggie : more money more problems
Money days got you feeling stuck in the Matrix
Lost Souls Delusively was the awakening
Kept on questioning my path now I got you listening
Line after line witness the way I be preaching 'em
Water, pen, paper, on my way to Jerusalem
She was my first love really, she taught me how to speak English
She never judge a nigga even though I was just a beginner
She introduced me to hiphop, 1996 Reasonable Doubt
Jay-Z got 'em chasing clout
Everywhere we use to go the most hated couple
Hoes fighting you for me, I know it got you troubled
Drunk fights 'til we both end up turning our backs
But in the end we just had trouble communicating our sadness
I know my silence was something just like domestic violence
I was young, I needed guidance, I won't lie about it
Everybody use to worship our love like two role models
You and me in our little bubble, smoking weed, staying out of trouble
You had your condo, first night f*cked you without a condom
Then we started falling in love, damn it felt like karma
But when you really opened up I guess you felt dishonored
Couldn't relate to your pain so I kept it quite
Unique this, Unique that, stop talking like you know me
Born in the mother land where you getting less chances
The Mahdi, The Messiah, so I'm coming with a message
My consciousness hit me hard back in adolescence
Started looking for answers, but I needed couple lessons
Like keep quiet 'til you know the essence of your message
And when you got a bigger plan it don't need to be mentioned
I watched my folks grind 'til they put me in a mansion
But still I'm not feeling accomplished cuz it ain't my shit
And imma tell you like Biggie : more money more problems
Money days got you feeling stuck in the Matrix
Lost Souls Delusively was the awakening
Kept on questioning my path now I got you listening
Line after line witness the way I be preaching 'em
Water, pen, paper, on my way to Jerusalem
She was my first love really, she taught me how to speak English
She never judge a nigga even though I was just a beginner
She introduced me to hiphop, 1996 Reasonable Doubt
Jay-Z got 'em chasing clout
Everywhere we use to go the most hated couple
Hoes fighting you for me, I know it got you troubled
Drunk fights 'til we both end up turning our backs
But in the end we just had trouble communicating our sadness
I know my silence was something just like domestic violence
I was young, I needed guidance, I won't lie about it
Everybody use to worship our love like two role models
You and me in our little bubble, smoking weed, staying out of trouble
You had your condo, first night f*cked you without a condom
Then we started falling in love, damn it felt like karma
But when you really opened up I guess you felt dishonored
Couldn't relate to your pain so I kept it quite
Writer: Mehdi Hannouni
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