Back again and back again   I went from Marcy to Hollywood   And back again and back again      As a youth I used to hold the weed up   Old heads said I thought more like a soldier than a leader   In order to succeed I had to slow my speed up   Didn't listen to stuff took another puff of the chieva      They said, "Believe us or not trust is somethin' you earn   With every mistake you make back to us you return"   Probably would go Hollywood, I thought he was jokin'   My first taste of fame I hit the first thing smokin'      All engulfed into honeys the pussy was tight   If she threw the pussy right I got mushy like   Damn baby, I love you take all my cash   You ain't got to lie Jay, you already gettin' the ass      She loved that I was a thug it turned her on   Soon as I got soft it turned her off   I got relaxed put my feet up start dissin' my friends   And that's when the ceiling fell in      I went from Marcy to Hollywood   And back again and back again   I went from Marcy to Hollywood   And back again and back again      I came through with the shines like the streets was blind   Didn't master my Algebra, no caliber stick me   I was thinkin' how and for what? But reality bites   Like a thousand mutts, nothin' worse than the person   That's foul with guts to stick you quicker      This brand new, nigga   Yup this is the foulest this ain't Hollywood   It's the Wild West whoever guns is the loudest   That's who's the best now take ten steps and draw      Who dope can take ten steps and remain raw   Who has no regards for the law?   Me that's who now let me ask you   Did you not know if we all don't eat?      Some day that we all would beef?   Did you know about the crabs in the barrow?   They would hear me creep   It's a muthafuckin' war in these streets      I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto   And I'm back again I'm back again   I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto   And I'm back again I'm back again      From Marcy to Hollywood   And back again and back again   From Marcy to Hollywood   And back again and back again      As a youth I used to fold up, old heads   Said I thought more like a leader than a soldier   Back in the days never no heat thought shit was cool   Food cat personified even went to school      Learned wild shit made me feel kinda live   Off of nothin' with this bullshit 9 to 5   I stayed broke made me easier to provoke   Ready to yoke the first muthafucka that joked      Same dude with the hard bottom went from laid back   To locked out from talk it over to T, I shot him   Ready to perish all the shit you cherish   Leave you the wettest I got a you die first, fetish      I can recall helpin' old chicks across the street   Now I help myself liftin' cats off they feet   Can't give a fuck, nigga, I just lost my moms   Why I need to feel something steel in both my arms?      I went from Marcy to Hollywood   And back again and back again   I went from Marcy to Hollywood   And back again and back again      I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto   And I'm back again I'm back again   I'm from the ghetto to the ghetto   And I'm back again I'm back again      I went from Marcy to Hollywood   And back again back again   From Marcy to Hollywood   And back again back again      Geah, since y'all niggas don't like to think   I'ma make it real easy for y'all   You got three different types of nigga   First cat, as a youth is real wild      And for whatever reason he hit the money or whatever cooled out   You got one cat that's ghetto, grimy always remained ghetto   You know that type then you got one cat very smart young man   Everybody wanted him to be a lawyer doctor, whatever   Pressure drove him crazy, he wiled out, ha geah      Marcy to Hollywood   And back again and back again   Back again, biotch