Before the Fame

Yea
I'll sing a rhyme
C'mon!

(Before the fame)
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
(Before)
Look there and look here
On rap's game, keep eyez on me
(Before the fame)
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
(Before)
Look there and look here
On rap's game, keep eyez on me

Big dreamz, no prospects, just DeMarcus James
Yo, just pen on paper, completely outta game
Dead of night, propulsive rhymes, old same
Unknown name, totally unknown, this's before the fame
Dull person wit' a shine in their eyez
When I started to rhyme, time flew by
Motherfuckers eyez down on me, down!
Walkin' down the street wit' their heads down
Bullets flyin', cloudy skies and my niggaz on the ground
Screams that echo in my nightmares even now
Black and white, images and sounds, a big cloud
The wicked way, but it get ready you for life
Before on the street on day, now the big shot on night

(Before the fame)
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
(Before)
Look there and look here
On rap's game, keep eyez on me
(Before the fame)
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
(Before)
Look there and look here
On rap's game, keep eyez on me

Yea-yow, yea, Gateway Center visitor only
And workin' at the car wash all day
Yea, old school used to learn new words way
That's my way, gangasta in my songs, that's my way
A lot of crumpled papers and others saved like gold
Rapper J. Wall listened to some of my sound and flow
And asked to write just a lil' mo'
D.M.J. you need an impactful name
Mentalizin' idols, Biggie and 50 in my mind
Poorly slept nights and this gift get grind
Biggie Down on time (haha)

(Before the fame)
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
(Before)
Look there and look here
On rap's game, keep eyez on me
(Before the fame)
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
(Before)
Look there and look here
On rap's game, keep eyez on me

Dreamin' of being like Curtis or Carmelo Anthony
Hustler's Ambition playin' on tape
No bitches, but in activity, I got a date
Ripped jeans, Nike shoes and black shirt of G-Unit
Yea my niggaz, I know how to do it
Old rhymes, slangin' rhymes and new on fire's music
The sun shone and burned the Central Park benches
All I had left were dreamz, 'cause there was no benjamins

(Before the fame, before the fame)
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
(Before)
Look there and look here
On rap's game, keep eyez on me
(Before the fame)
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
(Before)
Look there and look here
On rap's game, keep eyez on me
(Before the fame)
No money, just papers full of rhymes
Sleep by day, discipline by night
(Before)
Look there and look here
On rap's game, keep eyez on me