our world, malaria kills a child every 30 seconds 11 million children die every year of malnutrition (To all new arrivals, welcome) In our world, 15
stay tru to the game, and put the town on the map But haters hate me and niggas try to talk shit Cause I done made, a dollar out of 15 cents On the curb
didn't have linguini! And so what happened was that clams was allowed to grow unmolested in the coastal waters of America for millions of years. And
a hundred dollar bill wow man that's great Get promoted at your job up to management Plot a long time finally a plan has made it Time I feel I wanna shout, man
Rolex on my wrist crush Ain't too many could touch, baby I'm too much I'm 15 with 15 carats and 15 figures And 15 niggas with 15 hummers with triggers
Manhattan A couple of years ago, when guns started clappin' Two of my dogs fell, two of my niggaz ran They was armatures in beef with a grown man It
others, this the difference This year fuck with things in my best interest This ain't the new, it's the old from way back Click it or Ticket, man they
he was He's flyer than you thought he was So I'm back to reclaim my name because I'm not him I'm a 15 year vet Type of rapper, 15 year stretch The one who made
We don't want no accident when I flip on purpose 'Coz we done seen so many tragedies done September 11th, 2001 remember Like, how could I forget, I lost my man
's time to let the P I M P in the fuckin' front do' One mo' nigga cuttin' paper on the down low It's so twisted in this white man's society Why it be
real meanin' of a "Foreign Exchange" He smiled. Duke finished his glass of wine There's a van outside, pull your S-Class behind My man will pass a dime, at 15
in my boom box Thought I was bout to be on some radio Raheim shit Man that shit sound like some Vanessa Williams '88 I mean Olivia cute but they say that bitch a man
my boom box Thought I was bout to be on some radio Raheim shit Man that shit sound like some Vanessa Williams '88 I mean Olivia cute but they say that bitch a man
locked in a penetentiary? It's cool to be free And it's alright for you to be you and for me to be me Look at you, 15 years old Coolin' on the corner
know if you feel it man 'Cause everything I'm not made me everything I am Damn, here we go again Everybody sayin' what's not for him Everything I'm not made
ballin you know me Get a lot of cake er'ry year thanks to H.C.P. I done made it to the top Now im flossin and they hate This one year gon make me a millionaire
you dawg thats why I wrote this song from me against the world to all eyes on me you was a real muthafucka yah u made me see uh uh yah you made me see
TO FORGIVENESS BUT THE TIME IS NOT HERE YET I CURSE THE GOD OR MAN THAT MADE ME I CURSE THE LIFE I HAD TO LEAD I CURSE THE YEARS AHEAD WITHOUT HER I