Hook:
What a feeling to see myself in the juice
I just need a piece of paper to stand in the juice
I always wanted to go to Viva TV
And never again in the building
Never again in solitary confinement for even a minute
Never again go to work from one to eight
I'll now do from one to eight what no one can do
I go from being a child at home to becoming a rap star in one night
Verse #1:
When I was four years old I wanted to aim high
I stole stones for my yard in the house
I was the first with a stand in the sandpit
The first to make money with deposit bottles
I stood in front of the driveway with my tricycle
Back then, every day from Saturday to Friday
/>I wanted to play marbles and not go to kindergarten
Where all the parents are outside waiting for their children
If I didn't come out I knew that all the children were waiting
I had to learn to walk no stroller
The little bum who just builds shit all day
All the girls I knew looked like shit
I had toy cars from Matchbox
That's why toy cars boxed away every time
I went to the flea market every Sunday back then
I knew when I grew up? I'm making my flow hard
Verse #2:
At thirteen I didn't want to see anything anymore
I was thirteen and that was my life
I easily made it to the seventh grade
I didn't come until seven past eight every day.
I wasn't interested in it, but not because I was too stupid for it.
I wasn't interested in it because I was too young
Who needs Latin, chemistry or mathematics
Give me an MPC and I'll make you a beat
When the teachers tell you that you're nothing
Do you start to believe in them that you you're nothing at all
I had arguments with the teachers every day
The thousand teachers on my way to the top
I didn't feel like doing all the stupid homework
My dream Back then there was already a property with a house and garden
I had to wait outside and wasn't allowed to come in anymore
Shit? to school I have to come to the mic now

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