(Verse 1)
Its way past my curfew in an emcee circle
rhyme dispersal, the ones without rehearsal
and if Pops found me, Id get smacked hard
by that tree branch from my own backyard
cause it was all about textbooks and grades with As
something hard to juggle as a hiphop slave
skating on pave, or lounging after school with my crew
writing tags on the bus, or finding ways to rock a shoe
paying dues no return no concern back then
like fat kids in lunch lines at shows packed in
for rhyme battles with ill punch lines at crunch time
by unknown emcees thinking why arent they signed?
then Id pick up a pen and express
rhymes were nonsense but nonetheless were off my chest
while some thought I should stop wasting my breath
dent on confidence I put my pen to rest
so whats left but getting high every day
rolling blunts with vegas, smoking profit away
Cypress Hill on play singing stoned is the way
singing stoned is the way(chorus)
And its like that Im telling ya
Thats the way it went down, down down
And its like that Im telling ya yo the truth is out my story is found
And its like that Im telling ya
Thats the way it went down, down down
And its like that Im telling ya, yo the truth is out
My story is found..(Verse 2)
And with mad smoke came the need for entertainment
But Hiphop radio was now playing some strange hits
clubs gettin closed, cause money was tight
folks would rather find some ass.. than that hiphop trash
and can I blame em? Im sayin, things were rock bottom
With exceptions of few, my head was rarely nodding
So I got in a zone and blew the dust off my notepad
Arm wrestled with words, struggled with vocab
then wrote, slowly steadily something something
if lyrics were harsh the beats had to be bumping
no frontin, right off the bat some turned their backs
but many felt the same which put my name on the map
and brought me down my coast , Japan and back
mad support from locals cats, like homies at Stacks
with blunts burnt out at the end of its road
blazing trails on a spiritual path, with new goals
and thats how it went how the plot unfolds
they asked about the story so let it be told(chorus)
And its like that Im telling ya
Thats the way it went down, down down
And its like that Im telling ya yo the truth is out my story is found
And its like that Im telling ya
Thats the way it went down, down down
And its like that Im telling ya, yo the truth is out
My story is found..
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