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LYRICS [2Pac] And huh, I started out dumb, sprung of a hood-rat, listening to the radio, wishing that I could rap... but nothing changed, I was stuck in the game, cause everybody in the industry was fuckin' me man... listen, I got a scheme, break away, do my own thang, drop some conversation, sit back and let the phone ring... niggas they wanna see me rise, '97 watch me cut these motherfucker down to size... and if I catch another case, Lord knows how to hate me, got a playa in the court room, please don't let 'em frame me... I been dumpt a lot of bad cards, livin' as a thug, count my blessings, gone stressing in this land with no love... maybe they seen me rolling, look at all this green I'm holding, I guess this ridah envious and get they eyes swollen... open to heavenly father of a hustler, meet the hardest nigga on the earth to ever bust a nut... my homies tell me have a heart, fuck they feelings, I've been tryin&
