Story Time

Ok
Imma tell you a little story
All true, about my life
Let's go

My name's Dreda Dre and I came from the lake
South Lake to be exact, I'm repping CA
Yea I live in the trees, staying cool as the breeze
Hitting house parties with that captain meeze
Everybody know me, I'm VIP
All the local ladies give me that TLC
You like THC
Well we do too
You should see what my homie just grew
Afgooey gooey, that's stewie
Let's go skate
You can catch me at the park, nollie flips all day
I'm cruising dude
Rude attitude
They kicked me outta school cause I broke the rules
But that didn't mean nothing
I was out there hustling
Ten years in the game and I never got busted
But let's take it back, before I started to rap
I was drunk as a skunk, without a pen or a pad
I started freestylin'
At first it was wack
But in no time fast, I was killing a track
My homies suggested, it might do us some good
If we took our show to Hollywood, Hollywood
So I did I did
Take that LA trip
At that time I was still a kid, yea
Booked sessions at MI, on lock all season
That's the first time we messed with reason, huh
I remember long walks down sunset
I didn't have a car yet, I was still in debt
Living check to check
Man I was stressed
Getting no respect
So, I packed up and left
That's when shit when bad, I headed back to the Lake
For E.R. surgery, they cut open my leg
I was hoping to spend a little time with my friends
But they was all sniffing powders, looking skeleton thin
I had to make a decision, go and follow my dreams
Or be a victim of the dope fiends, caught in the smoke screen
But that ain't never been Dre
I think I'll take my chances with the Bay, the Bay
And now I'm in Oakland, heart shattered and broken
Crack pipes on the corner, little girls is hoeing
Police shooting people, right out in the open
Then go and get promoted, while their barrel still smoking
That there, that type of shit
Make me really wanna flip the script (Fuck)
I think I'm going to lose it
If I don't get back into the music

See that's my problem right there
I'm crazy in love with the ugliest bitch in the world, hip hop
I don't sell dope, I give hope
Only way to know what's possible, is to try the impossible
That's why I say, wise men love to be fooled
And closed minds don't adventure
See, my feet have allowed me to travel to the edge of the earth
And my imagination allows me to travel further
Like back in the past
We can fly if we try
Imagine that
Boy don't try to conquer the world, encourage it
Nurture and nature are spelled similar for a reason
See after all of my hard work, I can only expect more of it
Respect your mistakes
If you not making mistakes, you not really trying
To be the best, you gotta be yourself
Otherwise, your ignorance will betray you
But I believe in you, like I believe in me
With open arms and hella hope
Hella Hope