1| Back in the days, I had of rapping on stage Imagined listening to radio where my would get played It's tragic, I never fathomed the magic will fade Lets take it to the days when I established my name I was for beats, like the melody was something to eat (Bars) a hundred a was nothing to me As long as I had something deep to a sucker MC I won battles but in a I fumbled, suffered defeats I was grinding hard, way than other artists did At 17, on Choice FM, I bar for bar with swiss lyrics for 45 minutes and prepared No lie, you can ask anybody was there Simple and plain, my CD got acclaim I began to build an official position in the Quicker than I think, I was fulfilling all my aims I miss them days, now it's difficult shit isn't the same
Everything that goes up must come I was alright before, but I'm up now Got a bit of success, like it at all It's time that I document my and my fall If it's not your destiny then not meant to be In the mirror, face to with my worst enemy Got a bit of success, didn't it at all It's time I document my rise and my fall
2| Before 2 dropped, my brother died I never stopped, I just carried on rhymes on a brave face but it was still tough at night I couldn't sleep my nightmares were nothing nice Volume 2 out, got live in the press Regardless, I was still and fucking depressed More successful, the more I felt in a web Pain ate away at my 'till nothing was left There were rumors about, I a dirty sound They even tried to say that Chancers me down Everyday, they were on the phone, tryna get me on that I had to tell 'em straight, look, I didn't wanna go I wanna blow Had to prove bruva In '05 I won an award for new comer But that all irrelevant They say the thing worse than not getting what you wish for Is it
Everything that goes up must down I was alright before, but I'm up now Got a bit of success, didn't it at all It's time that I document my rise and my If it's not your then it's not meant to be In the mirror, face to face my worst enemy Got a bit of success, didn't it at all time that I document my rise and my fall
3| I just handle the chins wagging And the lips My issues had me decision to quit rapping It's (why?) 'Cause that really did happen I changed my mind zig-zagging But I'm a lyricist, I live for I to stop Got volume 3 off my hit Writers Block Very pissed, I was getting of my topics A pad of paper, I couldn't one line of it Seeing in magazines, I know I'm better than has-beens when really I'm just a never-been Me and my clique would be rich if we were Those negative are so clear when I remember them I hope you heard a bar, you could relate with Life's strange, it never remains the same, it It wasn't just memories made me make this we all rise and fall on a daily basis...