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AyoJin.com |
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You know I gotta say something |
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Check Here's a tale that must be told, picture this, a 12 year old |
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Maybe 13 but that's the max, definitely no older than that |
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This thing's called rap, had him open in fact, it wasn't enough just ownin' the tracks |
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Learnt every song word for word, thought of himself as the opening act |
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No stage, no microphone, just a bathroom mirror, maybe a comb |
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Blink of an eye and the world of his own, just like that, king on the throne |
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Until one day he simple felt, in need of a way to express himself |
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Pen and a pad, line after line, just him and his rhymes, nobody else |
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Of course he wasn't the illest in sight, in fact he sucked but still he would write |
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Little by little the feelin' was right that eventually he would be killin' the mic |
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After school freestylin' flows, countless ciphers, talent shows |
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World revolved around his craft, his passion and his happy codes |
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Mom and pops had rotten views of |
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Hiphop and would not approve |
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They stood firm, no matter how hard he tried, they could not be moved |
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Still he let his fire burn, hopin' that the tide would turn |
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Until that day his prime concerned, was your respect he tried to earn |
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Maybe that's why at the time, only one thing was on his mind |
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Everyday, every night, mic or no mic, all he wanted to do was just rhyme |
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But who, whoever the heck would listen? |
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Witness a lyrical exhibition |
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Wherever he went, no matter the time, he battled for props and recognition |
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Parkin' lot at the mall, outside of a bathroom stall |
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Didn't matter who, single or a crew, line 'em up and he would battle 'em all |
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Eatin' rappers was all he knew, soon his reputation grew |
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No matter what he was goin' through, step up stage and he feel brand new |
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Still that wasn't enough to fulfil, his thirst and hunger for something more real |
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Whatever the case, continue the chase, can't change your fate, once it is sealed |
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Meanwhile back home sounds the same, folks started and now complain |
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How he doesn't even care that the family business is goin' down the drain |
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Truth is he's aimin' for more than just the fame and stardom |
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Deep down inside he just wants to keep his family from starvin' |
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So even though they hated, it kept him motivated |
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If you have never seen this struggle before how will you recognize when you have made it? |
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Finally graduated, parents were agitated |
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The dream and hope of their son goin' to college has gradually faded |
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He was determined to shine, time on the grind, tryna get signed |
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Looked for a break anywhere he could find, a never endin' ladder for him to climb |
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Knockin' on doors only to meet, so called execs who don't wanna greet |
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All they expect is soap on their feet, he stays anyways, go on a beat |
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That's when they see he's kinda raw, never encountered his kind before |
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Rhyme before, not like any of the artist that they've ever signed before |
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Whatever the case they wouldn't explain, no matter the label, it was the same |
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Walkin' on in, walkin' on out, thank you for comin', we're glad that you came |
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He didn't give up, he just kept strong, knowin' deep down that it wouldn't be long |
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He did his turn, respect he earned, and eventually he would prove them wrong |
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Far from an easy dream, on the right track but evening steam |
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The MC man cause of what he's seen, until he popped up on a |
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TV screen |
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That's when the whole world saw him shine, then the word quickly spread online |
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And it actually blew everyone's mind, guess who |
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Ruff Ryders just signed? |
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Yes sir, time does fly by, barely 10 years in the blink of an eye |
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Years of lows, years of highs, in the mist of it all he's still the same guy |
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Ain't with the |
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R no more, some say he ain't a star no more |
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He's alive and he's healthy, somebody tell me, what should he feel any sorrow for? |
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Lookin' back, shows no stress, no remorse and no regrets |
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In fact what seems like a lifelong journey is really just his first view steps |
