Prequel (feat. Tony Choc)
1997 Where the dream began
Broken headphones with a beat in my head
Porky freestyled told me yo give it chance
3 Years later I'm perfecting the craft
Moved from CA to AZ really saved my ass
Went from dodging strays
To paper planes In class
Never payed attention always anxious for the weekend
We'd hit the box on a Friday and record the verses that were written. Smitten
Every bar was fire Aaron told me back then I was born a star
(Few and far)
At least it didn't feel like that
Slept on couches carried my clothes in a backpack
Wasn't proud of that
Matter fact to be exact it's much more deeper than that more than rap
But I'll get back to that
My fault I got way off track
Ayo Tony can you bring it back
Followed in my dads steps
Rap game got left
Worked 9 to 5 I did it just for the pay check
Respect
I wasn't gaining doing this shit
Picked up the mic and started back on the mission
Success is all I could envision
But at that time nobody around would listen
But she did
For a moment soon after then the news hit
One month pregnant with my first born Vincent
Same time my best friend died in that collision
Whole life changed right in an instant
Buried my best friend
Lost my job in the mixing
The fuck Ima do now
This is bullshit
Hospitalized for ruptured appendix
First time using prescription medication
Losing my grip with life in a whirlwind
If that wasn't bad enough
God called her to heaven
That was 07'
Fast forward to 11'
A group of misfits that didn't fit in came together
I opened up shop
Called it the Boom Box
Made all the over head selling stolen laptops
Humble beginnings but the ending was vicious
7 Of the original 8 left for other endevors
Left a sour taste in my mouth
A clouded head full of doubt
Had the devil on my shoulder
Searching for a different route
The local scene wasn't worth it
Just a waste of my time
Nobody was on the same level as mine
99.9% Were lying on rhymes
Had drug problems or sac religious
Using God in they lines
Best to ever do it in my city since 09'
Ahead of my time
If you don't agree you a god damn liar
At the same time my grandmother fighting for dear life dr lying to my face
Telling me she alright
How the fuck is this alright?
This can't be the end
Baby moms pulling the same bullshit again
Penning these verses releasing my demons
With my new found success my enemies want to be friends
Where does it end?
Broken headphones with a beat in my head
Porky freestyled told me yo give it chance
3 Years later I'm perfecting the craft
Moved from CA to AZ really saved my ass
Went from dodging strays
To paper planes In class
Never payed attention always anxious for the weekend
We'd hit the box on a Friday and record the verses that were written. Smitten
Every bar was fire Aaron told me back then I was born a star
(Few and far)
At least it didn't feel like that
Slept on couches carried my clothes in a backpack
Wasn't proud of that
Matter fact to be exact it's much more deeper than that more than rap
But I'll get back to that
My fault I got way off track
Ayo Tony can you bring it back
Followed in my dads steps
Rap game got left
Worked 9 to 5 I did it just for the pay check
Respect
I wasn't gaining doing this shit
Picked up the mic and started back on the mission
Success is all I could envision
But at that time nobody around would listen
But she did
For a moment soon after then the news hit
One month pregnant with my first born Vincent
Same time my best friend died in that collision
Whole life changed right in an instant
Buried my best friend
Lost my job in the mixing
The fuck Ima do now
This is bullshit
Hospitalized for ruptured appendix
First time using prescription medication
Losing my grip with life in a whirlwind
If that wasn't bad enough
God called her to heaven
That was 07'
Fast forward to 11'
A group of misfits that didn't fit in came together
I opened up shop
Called it the Boom Box
Made all the over head selling stolen laptops
Humble beginnings but the ending was vicious
7 Of the original 8 left for other endevors
Left a sour taste in my mouth
A clouded head full of doubt
Had the devil on my shoulder
Searching for a different route
The local scene wasn't worth it
Just a waste of my time
Nobody was on the same level as mine
99.9% Were lying on rhymes
Had drug problems or sac religious
Using God in they lines
Best to ever do it in my city since 09'
Ahead of my time
If you don't agree you a god damn liar
At the same time my grandmother fighting for dear life dr lying to my face
Telling me she alright
How the fuck is this alright?
This can't be the end
Baby moms pulling the same bullshit again
Penning these verses releasing my demons
With my new found success my enemies want to be friends
Where does it end?
Credits
Writer(s): Cody B Silva
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