[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
Makin` phat tracks every week was the ritual
Doin` shows while we could good while it lasted
But 1997 though I guess we just had it
All lost touch and Mo just passed too
JayD is still reppen with the Birthright Crew
And around this time I felt I needed a change
I need to somethin` different wit a whole new name
It was extreme I admit, it was a bit different
Q Strange, murderous rap wit the sick shit
Did murder kill people couldn`t believe
That that kid Mista Jinx just changed his whole steez
Did a couple of tracks and put it out on dubs
And the heavy metal freak show these kids`ll love
In `98 I hooked up wit this kid name Hex
The crew L.U. Cipha was the group that he repped
He heard my tape man he was diggin` the shit
Told his kid Slowkill and his girl named Jill
The next thing I know they got that shit online
They had a web page, thought I`d hit the big time
Anyways `99 I put out Decayed Thoughts
Low budget style though shit I was poor
In the year 2g I dropped C to E
Now mad kids are bumpin` me coppin my CD
Get mail, cats overseas gimme props
Blow my mind every time, party never stops
Still just strivin`, strugglin`, in the game
Hopin` I can get some shit out and make a name
For myself, only way I`ll ever get the wealth
Cruz this is all I do I thank yall for my help
Now it`s 2003 mad shit done changed
I been married, separated, got a son that ????
But no matter what this music shit is still with me
And if rap is still `round I`ll be flowin` when I`m fifty
Underground, mainstream, wanna be on the scene
But for now I can close my eyes and just dream
[Chorus] - 4X
