Back To Tha Front - Mistah F.A.B., Styles P, Blast Holiday

Coming up in the seat

Thinking one day I could be the president

No one told me I would be hated

Should out to G.O.G.

cause we made it

Put us in the back, the back like rozer

Now we’re in the front, in the front like frozer

Sayin' it will be alright

Cause we started from the back

Now we’re in the front, front, front

Shit, watching cartoons at my granny house

With nine other cousins in my granny house

Damn, all of our mamas all dope, dope

All of out father only go

I was raised at the bottom by the junkeys with the crack pipes

Dirty surrender in the toilet right by the crack light

Retching rotchers running high man as the cracking light

Crack hands all you when we call that shit crack pipes

Gun shots rip the shade off the window

I was nine when I first tried indoor

All we hear you sail on the tindow

You ain’t when you’re asking with say she, say she didn’t know

Cold, but that’s the way it was

Cousin in the kitchen anywhere it goes

Tryin to talk to God, but ain’t no way it was

I’m just sayin man that’s just the way it was

Coming up in the seat

Thinking one day I could be the president

No one told me I would be hated

Should out to G.O.G.

cause we made it

Put us in the back, the back like rozer

Now we’re in the front, in the front like frozer

Sayin' it will be alright

Cause we started from the back

Now we’re in the front, front, front

Since the earth spin in circles I need to learn to move backwards

And murd nigga to first second they hurt me

No limit, need millers like persey

The pract the versus emunition dispersing

Cocaine paradise and

Cocaine abusing parents adopt child was birthed in

Ain’t death to pop, wasn’t popular in school

But well known on the block

Was the high president, the man not dressed in suits

They strangle the rubber bands

No White House, the shoot bucks a douple bag

Bodyguards a high security if you come for that

Crums is what I come from, I’m proud of it

I’m quiet, but my guns get loud like piff

Take a puff and realize I’m blessed

Guilty, play the innocent soon as they arrest, uh

Coming up in the seat

Thinking one day I could be the president

No one told me I would be hated

Should out to G.O.G.

cause we made it

Put us in the back, the back like rozer

Now we’re in the front, in the front like frozer

Sayin' it will be alright

Cause we started from the back

Now we’re in the front, front, front

I know a lot of pen barely speaking on it

Lane in the back, barely sleeping on it

Seating at the table rarely eating on it

Used to dream about making songs, now feature on em

A lot of pain on the path took

A lot of love once gone, we left the hash cook

Love to see my son up in the math book

But when I was that age, I could tell you how to crack look

Me and my homies lost our innocence

You could say the streets made us militants

But you know the ghetto element

You wanna be the drug president or your residents

(it's like that)

I’m sayin prayers for the lost souls

From the back to the front, to the cross roads

So you could say we the found souls

So we thank God break rear let the blow

Coming up in the seat

Thinking one day I could be the president

No one told me I would be hated

Should out to G.O.G.

cause we made it

Put us in the back, the back like rozer

Now we’re in the front, in the front like frozer

Sayin' it will be alright

Cause we started from the back

Now we’re in the front, front, front