[Verse 1]

Back in '88 the little neighborhood terror

Started writin' rhymes back in hip hops golden era

Middle school hallways was bustin' a flow

I used to go by the name of emcee Snow

The music was a way to escape my pain

In the box was Rah Kim or maybe Big Daddy Kane

As the years progressed I kept ownin' my craft

Bus stop kids would laugh white kids cant rap

My voice soundin' funny I was end the midst of puberty

And this whole hip hoppin' rap shit was new to me

1990 made a demo age of 15

It was my dream to just bust on the scene

Flat top fade, with the lines and designs

Rockin' hammer pants was the style at the time

Kickin' my rhymes to anybody that would listen

My moms had my back and gave supportive criticism

1992 I started rollin' wit a crew

My name was Mist Jinx and my partner Doc Seuss

1993 bumpin' Tribe Called Quest

Playin' hooky downtown fuck a history test

I had the cross colors gear with the hair up in dreads

And my friends, knuckleheads we was all good kids

Rappin' over instrumental records on a cassette

We ain't had no equipment if we did we'd be set

'94 was the year moms passed on

Bouncin' place to place just tryin' to find a home

I Hooked up with JayD and Mo Duce and Nine 5

3rd floor productions man we dropped comin' live



[Chorus]

No matter what as the years went on

I couldn't stop just writing these songs

When nothin' went right and everything went wrong

Used the music to just keep on

Never gonna stop no I must succeed

Never gonna happen if I don't believe

I got goals that I gotta achieve

And until I do I'll never lose that dream



[Verse 2]

3rd Floor Productions and the group iLLriginals