Big Nug - Long Time Comin' (As I Look..)

[Big Nug] - Speaking
As I look back, and remember all the shit that's happened to me
I realize that...it's been a long time coming...[Big Nug] - Rapping
It was hard growin' up, where I livedOne bedroom apartment, Eight little kids
One mother, no father, nigga was all coked up
Thinkin' back I might have even sold that nigga some
At school till three, Hit the corners till two
Part of the family, Helped me deal wit da shit I went through
No promise, a prison with no escapeGrowing up in a drugland of poverty and rape
My picture is still on the wall at all the police stations
All the post offices, Nation-wide, I was braisin
A lil' kid, Too dumb to stay out of trouble
A knucklehead, thought by my Moms to be lovable
So much potential, but without a fuckin' cause
Eager to be the cat to break all the fuckin' laws
My best friend was Mary, nAd that ain't no chick
Gina was the name of the girl used to suck my dick, anyway
Time passed and I got older
Father of three children, Not even twenty-one or older
Turned to the streets to keep a nigga sober
Like a shoulder, Except I couldn't lean over
What a life, Now I push around in a Red Range Rover
Take my girl to eat lunches at Dober, Kid's off the streetThe struggle is over
[First Lady] - RappingWasn't shit hard...The way our life turned around
Wasn't shit hard...How we had to survive on that ground
Wasn't shit hard...Tryin' to hold shit down
It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and
Wasn't shit hard...Buyin' dubs wit stamps
Wasn't shit hard...Paper pillows, Old kerosine lamps
Wasn't shit hard...Cockroaches and all dem ants
It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and
[Big Nug] - RappingI still remember that day, Meetin' wit record execs
Outside of the office, Took a hit and a deep breath
Never thought rappin' could bring me so much
Always thought the rap game was too hard to touchIt's too much
For me to sit back and think, About my life, it's old direction
And how I was on the brink, Of losin' my head
Not givin' a fuck about work, But instead
Chillin' wit my peoples all day long, If I wasn't signed by Chris
I would have been done writing songsPut it out strong, My mother used to say
And maybe one day, You'll be able to stayLegit, Leave behind all this thug shit
My mother never thought I was ever comin' homeFeared my ass was iced and alone
Cuz didn't nobody say shit in my hood when they saw it
Think about black folks, We the last to call it
And all these corny rappers talkin' boutIn west Philadelphia born and raised
Make it sound like paradise, Like Philly life should be praisedYo ma
[First Lady] - TalkingSup nigga[Big Nug] - TalkingRemember dem days
[First Lady] - RappingNo doubt, When niggas used to steal my mail and
Sell it back to me, No meaning of lifeCuz if I had that they'd take that from me
Workin' three jobs to feed my kidsWhile my baby father ran off with some trick
Oh I remember[Big Nug] - RappingThem days when it was hard to keep it real
It's been a long time coming coming, From not knowing about my next meal
[First Lady] - RappingWasn't shit hard...The way our life turned around
Wasn't shit hard...How we had to survive on that ground
Wasn't shit hard...Tryin' to hold shit down
It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and
Wasn't shit hard...Buyin' dubs wit stamps
Wasn't shit hard...Paper pillows, Old kerosine lamps
Wasn't shit hard...Cockroaches and all dem ants
It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and
[First Lady] - RappingWasn't shit hard...The way our life turned around
Wasn't shit hard...How we had to survive on that ground
Wasn't shit hard...Tryin' to hold shit down
It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and
Wasn't shit hard...Buyin' dubs wit stamps
Wasn't shit hard...Paper pillows, Old kerosine lamps
Wasn't shit hard...Cockroaches and all dem ants
It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and
[Big Nug] - TalkingIt was hard...Trying to survive and stay alive
But the scariest shit was that there were niggaz worse off than me
And I had it rough
So this goes out to anybody that went though, Is going through,
Or will go through the struggle, Keep your head, One ("One" is echoed)Song Fades