(Intro)
Uh
Uh
Yeah
Its 84 n***a!
Good Luck
I'd let to welcome y'all man
You know its time for the new n***a, you know?

(Verse 1)
This is the story of the colored Marshall Mathers
An Illmatic student
That other college dropout, that made his own blueprint
That little young boy with dreams that he'd run for
New n***a who be dressing like a Paris drug lord
Shit I left the girl I love for this
I ain't seen her since I left
I can never love again, my heart was on Aaliyah's jet
They like how you let her go?
N***a have you seen her yet?
Her beauty is debatable, that shit is like graffiti mess
Rappers that I looked up to be hating, they know he a threat
The sequel to your sad story
N***as know that he is next
Wish I could be Michael Jordan, I can't put no 3 in nets
Mama wish I went to college, I don't think a Kia's fresh

(Hook)
Yeah, my n***a look how far I come
Promise Im'a change the world before Im done
My n***a Im'a be the one
My n***a Im'a be the one!

Yeah, take a look how far I come
Remember when they said that I was gon' be none
But Im'a make them take it back before I'm done

(Verse 2)
Now I was very much like yourself
Sixteen, wild as hell
Been to jail, that ain't the story that Im here to tell
I wanna tell ya'll about a n***a with a dream
Big head n***a, buying magazines before he can even read!
For the pictures, use to hang them on my all
Rap city, after school man Im trying to be like y'all
Told everybody I would
They laughed I ain't even joke
I told my n***as lets get high, and I don't even smoke!
And if they told us we can't
Then we gon' be rebels
Been day dreaming about eating since we was starving at Mellos
Back when me and Justin, ain't have no gas for that Civic
Now the beamer got me gassed
And Im laughing at yo ass, n***a!

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
Everything changed, When these n***as from BK
Met a kid from Miami, thats trying to win a Grammy
It changed one night, When they booked that flight
Out to go and meet a woman that changed my life
The lady of Hip Hop, Who took n***as to the top
Who other than Mona Scott, like damn this n***a hot!
So after graduation, no time for salutations
I walked that stage, then straight to JFK
Like hold up, My dreams getting closer
I must be allergic, or nervous, A N***a done choked up
In front of Mark Pitts, he's like where did you find Bizzy?
N***a standing right of a n***a that had Biggie!
Damn, wasn't my shot guess I should have brought Shyne with me
But I knew my time was coming, no tripping its fine with me
Yeah, now the world is left to witness
And Mona was a Mrs, so how the hell can she miss it, aye!

(Hook)

(Outro)
My n***a im'a be the one!
My n***a im'a be the one!
My n***a Im'a be the one!