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{intro}
I don’t think i’m big enough for them to care about my story
But if you do, power to you, and i hope you’ll give the glory to me
This is what i feel, what i think, write what i hear, what i see
I’m getting close to the brink, let’s bring it back
{verse 1}
Started with macklemore, honestly somewhat sad to say
Em, logic, nf, and them was what the radio played
Heard humble, and thought it was hard, but never looked into rap
‘til i first moved to trenton, but hold a second, let’s bring it back
Was mostly marshmello and panic! and pop songs
Just dance, my only source of music taste before then
Can’t hold us was the first rap song that resonated
Gas flows and spitting it fast showed a young mе that it was ok to
Get hype in a life whеre he tried and was suppressed
Heard eminem and was impressed
Logic was skillful, and it led him to the culture
Kinda funny that the rappers i respected
By the masses, were rejected
And especially nf, but moving past that
Was in the middle of a hamilton phase
Shown the 4 horsemen, scru and dax and x8
But it was crypt that had me hooked
And scru left no crumbs on the plate
Quad was young and paved the way
And dax had me kind of relating
First time i saw a nigerian rapper from outside the country
Showed i ain’t have to speak yoruba just to represent
But back to crypt, i found the cyphers off of him
And it brought me into a world, of different kinda people that spit
Found the second cypher first
Was already fucking with scru and quad
Moxas had some sauce, but i fucked with shizzy and don
Shizzy for that grittiness, showing me what was really rap
And dontai….well, he’s dontai, but let’s get into that
{verse 2}
Don showed me frosty, a nigga i won’t ever forget
Fuck a paradoxical relationship, we weren’t friends in real life
But, yo, he understood me in ways
Even my family didn’t see, but now he’s lying in a grave
And it’s ok, it’s a hit i needed to take
And although we weren’t the closest, i think of him like some days
When i’m feeling lower than normal, like sam is there, saying
“k,you’ve made it through shit before
You can get through another day”
But anyway, cypher 3 went so hard
And that’s when i found samad, a jersey rapper, and, y’all
When i say i was in awe, was like “damn”
Brodie had me tryna make beats, writing lyrics to hype jams
And i am, probably the weirdest kid you’d ever meet
A nerd, a geek, but, shit, i’m confident enough to be
A savage, i met one of my best friends through him
So i ride for samad, regardless
And til i die, it’s jersey shit
{verse 3}
Speaking of dt, i fuck with him harder than any rapper
Realest nigga i know, and he makes me better at that
Cus, when i first started, he let me know my age wasn’t a factor that would work to my downfall, he was young and still snapping
I’m screaming kill the hate to this day
We’re just some kids trying to make a difference in any way
Later that same year, i hear damn for the first time in its entirety, and …i mean…damn
So i dove into more kendrick, tpab, and the 80th section
It served as a rapping lesson
And a differing perspective on a life i knew too well
But had kinda grown to accept
It’s crazy, relating to niggas i never met
But at the end of the day, we both niggas too close to triggers
Both poets described as wordsmiths, since a kid
Next is cole, who i’m exploring now, along with spillage village
J.i.d, and denzel, to name a few
But know i'm giving respect to he old heads, ogs, etc
And i’m still studying wcked tryna get better, bruh
Tryna progress as a person, to become worth it
Still feeling worthless at times, but ain’t giving in to depression
One thing that stayed true, to the hate, i won’t ever succumb
Mirroring ty, the creator, in way more ways than one
These my inspirations and that’s what i’m working to become
My inspirations and that’s what i’m working to become
{intro}
I don’t think i’m big enough for them to care about my story
But if you do, power to you, and i hope you’ll give the glory to me
This is what i feel, what i think, write what i hear, what i see
I’m getting close to the brink, let’s bring it back
{verse 1}
Started with macklemore, honestly somewhat sad to say
Em, logic, nf, and them was what the radio played
Heard humble, and thought it was hard, but never looked into rap
‘til i first moved to trenton, but hold a second, let’s bring it back
Was mostly marshmello and panic! and pop songs
Just dance, my only source of music taste before then
Can’t hold us was the first rap song that resonated
Gas flows and spitting it fast showed a young mе that it was ok to
Get hype in a life whеre he tried and was suppressed
Heard eminem and was impressed
Logic was skillful, and it led him to the culture
Kinda funny that the rappers i respected
By the masses, were rejected
And especially nf, but moving past that
Was in the middle of a hamilton phase
Shown the 4 horsemen, scru and dax and x8
But it was crypt that had me hooked
And scru left no crumbs on the plate
Quad was young and paved the way
And dax had me kind of relating
First time i saw a nigerian rapper from outside the country
Showed i ain’t have to speak yoruba just to represent
But back to crypt, i found the cyphers off of him
And it brought me into a world, of different kinda people that spit
Found the second cypher first
Was already fucking with scru and quad
Moxas had some sauce, but i fucked with shizzy and don
Shizzy for that grittiness, showing me what was really rap
And dontai….well, he’s dontai, but let’s get into that
{verse 2}
Don showed me frosty, a nigga i won’t ever forget
Fuck a paradoxical relationship, we weren’t friends in real life
But, yo, he understood me in ways
Even my family didn’t see, but now he’s lying in a grave
And it’s ok, it’s a hit i needed to take
And although we weren’t the closest, i think of him like some days
When i’m feeling lower than normal, like sam is there, saying
“k,you’ve made it through shit before
You can get through another day”
But anyway, cypher 3 went so hard
And that’s when i found samad, a jersey rapper, and, y’all
When i say i was in awe, was like “damn”
Brodie had me tryna make beats, writing lyrics to hype jams
And i am, probably the weirdest kid you’d ever meet
A nerd, a geek, but, shit, i’m confident enough to be
A savage, i met one of my best friends through him
So i ride for samad, regardless
And til i die, it’s jersey shit
{verse 3}
Speaking of dt, i fuck with him harder than any rapper
Realest nigga i know, and he makes me better at that
Cus, when i first started, he let me know my age wasn’t a factor that would work to my downfall, he was young and still snapping
I’m screaming kill the hate to this day
We’re just some kids trying to make a difference in any way
Later that same year, i hear damn for the first time in its entirety, and …i mean…damn
So i dove into more kendrick, tpab, and the 80th section
It served as a rapping lesson
And a differing perspective on a life i knew too well
But had kinda grown to accept
It’s crazy, relating to niggas i never met
But at the end of the day, we both niggas too close to triggers
Both poets described as wordsmiths, since a kid
Next is cole, who i’m exploring now, along with spillage village
J.i.d, and denzel, to name a few
But know i'm giving respect to he old heads, ogs, etc
And i’m still studying wcked tryna get better, bruh
Tryna progress as a person, to become worth it
Still feeling worthless at times, but ain’t giving in to depression
One thing that stayed true, to the hate, i won’t ever succumb
Mirroring ty, the creator, in way more ways than one
These my inspirations and that’s what i’m working to become
My inspirations and that’s what i’m working to become
