the teacher that tell me i'll never amount tonight for all the people that live above the building that i was hustling from call the police on when i was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter and all the ****** in the struggle know what i'm saying it's all good baby baby oh it was all a dream i used to read wait-up magazine something pepper and heavy d up in the lemusp hanging pictures on my wall every saturday wax track mr magic morning ball i let my tape right through my tape We'll see you next time. Call a crib, same number, same bird. It's all good. And if you don't know, stack your toes and dig out something. I mean, close and personal with Robin Leach