* Bonus song after "End of Time" [Intro] For real E'rybody's a star, e'rybody shine Follow your heart and not mankind For real, for real I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine So everybody Shine, c'mon [Verse 1] It's not luck that I'm sittin' here spittin' for y'all Pre-ordained by Allah that I'm hittin' for y'all Growin' up on the New York concrete lookin' Lilke a little snotty dish of prodigy cookin' They called me Little Man all in the boulevard When I was young, my family used to party hard Games of 'Run, catch, kiss' turned to 'Run, catch, hump' The illest n***as was Richard Pryor and Ronnie Bump Skinned knees from being bad-a** little boys Police si-re-ns and baby screams was average noise Hip-Hop came, the ghetto copped the soundtrack Street poetry to tracks, could you beat that? Malik Taylor introduced it to me He said, 'Forget Benny Hill, n***a, let's M.C.!' Twelve years old, rhymin' in the back room For echoes, we used to rhyme in the bathroom Run-D.M.C, Slick Rick and Doug E. Fresh The Juice Crew rule but who's this n***a KRS? Reference points, too many to wish for Battlin' n***as on trains, I stay raw Never let my dream die I was happy and high going to Ali's in Bed-Stuy We made our first demo tape Ex-cited like a muhf**a, lookin' for our first break [Hook] I know you can do it Be about it, y'all Listen to the story I tell, yo for real I know you can see it Use my life as an example Do it, and see it, and be nobody else [Verse 2] Jungle Brothers, De La, they gave me little light In Top, Three Feet, Buddy, that was aiiight One year later, the Tribe was initiated Bonita came, it was wild how she dominated Can I Kick It parlayed us to our next phase
So drunk in those days, I truly was amazed How I got up enough to make tunes People cheered me It was foreign then came Low End Theory People quickly recognized who we are Phife is ill and Busta is a superstar Tours with P.E, Naughty, and the Geto Boys Arsenio Hall, women then were evil toys Whisperin' hate inside my brother's virgin ears Tryin to hurt but, yo we stood amongst the tears Midnight was even tighter, now look at us Condoms is on the rider, stored on the bus It got funky right here, I had to save my life In the snow after the show, I had a fight wit' Phife Moved to a land to get away but back home Jive was irkin' us, it sent me through a danger zone The good thing, I found Allah in the process An angel appeared wit' sneaky ways and gave me stress Now what am I to do? My album's platinum but I'm still feelin' blue, c'mon [Hook 2] Yeah [x8] You can do it [Verse 3] Makin' my way, the wilderness has grown fierce Gumption and my heart, both of them was pierced Crashed my truck, didn't think I'd make it out Had a hit on my life, he thought I screwed his wife Plus my house burned down, me and Ang' was in it My crew was tired and I knew we had to end it But through all of this I'm still here Take notes and let hope floats I'm still here take note and let hope float I'm still here take notes and let hope float [Outro] You can do the same sh** that I'm doin' You can do the same thing that I'm doin' Uh-huh I'm still here take note let it...uh-hah Still here take notes and let it float, a-ha Still here take...and let it.. You can do the same thing I'm doin', thing that I'm doin' Still here, take notes and let it float [x4]