Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I never amount to nothin' To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' from that called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter To all my peoples in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby, baby It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine Somethin' pepper and heavy D up in the limousine, hangin' pictures on my wall Every Saturday, Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Mall I let my tape rock till my tape popped, smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock Way back when I had the red and black lumberjack with the hat to match Remember rappin' Duke? Da-ha, da-ha, you never thought that hip-hop would take it this far Now I'm in the limelight cause I rhyme tight, time to get paid, blow up like the world trade Born sinner, the opposite of a winner, remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner? Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri, Funkmaster Flex, Love Funkstar Ski I'm blowin' up like you thought I would, call a crip, same number, same hood, it's all good Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, you know You know very well who you are So let me hold you down before the fire So let me hold you down before the fire Cause you're the only one I've ever known I made the change from a common thief to up close and personal with Robin Leach And I'm far from cheap, I smoke stuff with my peeps all day Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way, the Moet and Alize keep me pissy Girls used to diss me, now they write letters cause they miss me I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff I was too used to packing eggs and stuff Now honeys play me close like butter played toast From the Mississippi down to the East Coast Cardos and queens in dough for weeks Soul out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak Livin' life without fear, puttin' five carrots in my baby girl ear Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool Considered a fool cause I dropped out of high school Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood And it's still all good, uh And if you don't know, now you know You know everywhere who you are No one's holding you down We are the stars Cause you're the only one I give you money for Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this Fifty inch screen, money green leather sofa Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur Phone bill about two G's flat No need to worry, my accountant handles that And my whole crew is loungin' Celebratin' everyday, no more public housin' Thinkin' back on my one room shack Now my mom pips a act with minks on her back And she loves to show me off, of course Smiles every time my face is up in the sauce We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us Birthdays was the worst days Now we sip champagne when we thirsty Damn right, I like the life I live Cause I went from negative to positive And it's all good, uh And if you don't know, now you know You know everywhere who you are No one's holding you down We are the stars We are the stars Cause you're the only one And if you don't know, now you know Let the beat down in the house Julie Martin, Mad Flava Uh, uh, yeah I Julie Martin You know everywhere who you are No one's holding you down We are the stars Cause you're the only one And if you don't know, now you know Let the beat down in the house Money ain't in my brain South Central, Detroit S.I. It's all good