Planet Earth was my place of birth
   Born to be the soul controller of the universe
   Besides the part of the map I hit first
   Any a rhyme that I can adapt when it gets worst
   The rough gets going, the going gets rough
   When I start flowing, the mic might bust
   The next state, I shake from the power I generate
   People in Cali used to think it was earthquakes
   'Cause times was hard on the Boulevard
   So I vote God and never get scarred and gauled
   But it seems like I'm locked in hell
   Looking over the edge but the R never fell
   A trip to slip 'cause my Nikes got grip
   Stand on my own two feet and come equip
   Any stage I'm seen on, a mic I fiend on
   I stand alone and need nothing to lean on
   Going for self wit a long way to go
   So much to say but I still flow slow
   I come correct and I won't look back
   'Cause it ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
   Even the (ghetto)
  
   I learn to relax in my room and escape from New York
   And return through the womb of the world as a thought
   Thinking how hard it was to be born
   Me being queen wit no physical form
   Millions have settled wit one destination
   To reach the best part, it's life creation
   9 months later, a job well done
   Make way, 'cause here I come
   Since I made it this far, I can't stop now
   There's a will and a way and I got to know how
   To be all I can be and more
   And see all there is to see before
   Called and go back to the essence
   It's alot to learn so I study my lessons
   I thought the ghetto was the worst that could happen to me
   I'm glad I listen when my father was rapping to me
   'Cause back in the days, they lived in caves
   Exile from the original man, a straight way
   Now that's what I call hard times
   I rather be here to exercise the mind
   Then I take a thought around the world twice
   From knowledge to born back to knowledge precise
   Across the desert, that's how to store a radiant
   But they couldn't cave me in 'cause I'm the Asiant
   REaching for the city, a Mecca, visit medina
   Visions of Neffertiti then I seen a
   Mind keeps traveling, I'll be back after I
   Stop and think about the brothers and sisters in Africa
   Return the thought through the eye of a needle
   For miles I thought and I just fought the people
   Under the dark skies on a dark side
   Not only there but right here's an apartheid
   So now is the time for us to react
   Take a trip through the mind and when you get back
   Understand you're third eye seen all of that
   It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
   Even the (ghetto)
   Even the (ghetto)
  
   No more props, I want property
   In every borough, nobody's stopping me
   Because I'm thorough, rhymes are making real estate for me to own
   Wherever I bless a microphone
   007 is back and relaxing
   On poignant reacting and ready for action
   I'm so low key that you might not see me
   Incognito and taking it easy
   Quiet, it's kept on a hush hush
   In front of a crowd, I get loud, there's a bumrush
   Be calm, keep a low pro, and play the background
   Over the wack rapper, put the mic back down
   So rip it, break it in half, go head and slam it
   'Cause when it's time to build, I'm a mechanic
   I'm bonding and mending, attaching and blending
   So many solos, there is no ending
   People in my neighborhood, they know I'm good
   From London to Hollywood, wherever I stood
   Footprints remain on stage ever since
   As I walk the street, I leave fossils and dents
   When I had sex, I left my name on necks
   My trademark was left throughout the projects
   I used to get rich when I played celo
   When I rolled 4, 5, 6, they go we know
   So I collect my cash then slide
   I got my back, my gun's on my side
   It shouldn't have to be like that
   I guess it ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
   Even the (ghetto)
   I'm from the (ghetto)
   Word up, peace