[Chorus]

Yeah, dropped out the womb in the year nineteen eighty -

Three in the hands of the D-O-C, a baby

Head noddin to the beat of momma drum crazy

Had rhythm in my soul for the nurse that would weigh me

Told Mrs. Evans like they told Mrs. Wallace

That I’ll prol'ly be a pro'lem ‘fore I enter kindergarten

Was a pro'lem like colic, and them preacher kids in college

No smiles, gone wild, 'fore the day I started crawling, man

[Verse]

To my knowledge, you niggas ain’t this polished

So let me carry on and tell you suckas how I started

Three sibling home, one mother, one father

Grew up to them oldies, Luther V, homie Marvin

No, never were we starvin, though every glass milk

Wasn’t from a name-brand carton, I freakin beg your pardon

My parents worked hard, many ways graveyardin

Then I come home after school – Different World, Cosby, Martin

Brought up to be smart, and smart ones are like darts

Dangerously, anger-ally, mentally apart

Drive me mad when these scabs say I’m lazy with no heart, heh

But let me chill… back to the part

I was on the schoolyard, recess in the park

Then this kid came up and he asked me like, “Uh

‘Ey misses, 'ey listen on the ro-say misses

How you get to play with them words like you play, misses?”

It’s cause I’m smart and got a library card

From my momma and when I was born, the doctor said I’d be hard

So I guess described in holy, designed by God

I’d be as good with words and my flow just evolve

Year later like tot taters, fryin all of you haters

Spittin vapors like rapers, if you ain’t likin the Lakers

You callin out, still for acres? I’ve been sharper than razors

Playa hater, I’m Kobe, faker, I coat it like blazers

The beat, and I freaked, this story of mine

Lemme take you back like spine, I was tryna get signed

High school Division 1, only Duke on my mind

But like stoop, I fell short like Muggsy Bogues of that crime

On kin that sport, and so I cradled the rhyme

Now look at lil’ me at the front of the line

Killin' dream killers ever dream they ever killn mine

A Wonder World, 9th Wonder, Jamla yo I’m signed

On Ka$h beat, I flush heat, been a bad girl

Since I grew feet and momma leaked in ‘83

Dropped out the womb, head noddin to a heartbeat

Heh, now back, to the start of me

[Chorus]

Aiyyo, I DROPPED out the womb in the year nineteen eighty

Three in the hands of the D-O-C, a baby

Head noddin to the beat of momma drum crazy

Had rhythm in my soul for the nurse that would weigh me

Told Mrs. Evans like they told Mrs. Wallace

That I’ll prol'ly be a pro'lem ‘fore I enter kindergarten

Was a pro'lem like colic, and them preacher kids in college

No smiles, gone wild, 'fore the day I started crawling, like POW!

[Outro]

Ka$H, Rap Diddy

Wonder World, The Return of another B-Girl

Ka$h, Wonder World

Enigma the Riddler on the boards for the god, hehe

Yeah, PEACE!