1| Back in the days, I had dreams of on stage Imagined listening to radio my track would get played It's tragic, I never fathomed that the magic will Lets take it back to the days when I established my I was over-hungry for beats, the melody was something to eat (Bars) a hundred a was nothing to me As long as I had something to crush a sucker MC I won battles but in a couple I fumbled, defeats I was grinding hard, way harder than artists did At 17, on FM, I went 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 critical I began to build an official in the game Quicker than I could think, I was all my aims I miss them days, now difficult 'cause shit isn't the same
Everything that goes up come down I was before, but I'm fucked up now Got a bit of success, like it at all It's time that I my rise and my fall If it's not your destiny then it's not to be In the mirror, face to face my worst enemy Got a bit of success, didn't it at all It's time that I my rise and my fall
2| Before volume 2 dropped, my brother I never stopped, I carried on busting rhymes Putting on a brave face but it was still tough at I couldn't sleep 'cause my were nothing nice 2 came out, got live in the press Regardless, I was still stressed and fucking More successful, the I felt stuck in a web Pain ate away at my soul 'till was left There rumors about, I heard a dirty sound even tried to say that Chancers turned me down Everyday, they on the phone, tryna get me on that show I had to tell 'em straight, look, I didn't wanna go I didn't wanna Had nothing to bruva In '05 I won an award for best new But that all irrelevant They say the only thing worse than not what you wish for Is it
Everything that up must come down I was before, but I'm fucked up now Got a bit of success, didn't it at all It's that I document my rise and my fall If it's not destiny then it's not meant to be In the mirror, face to with my worst enemy Got a bit of success, like it at all It's time that I my rise and my fall
3| I just can't 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 everyday Kept But I'm a lyricist, I live for I to stop Got 3 off my chest hit Writers Block Very pissed, I was getting of my topics A pad of paper, I fill one line of it rappers in magazines, I know I'm better than Cussing has-beens when really I'm just a Me and my clique would be rich if we American Those negative are so clear when I remember them I hope you heard a bar, you maybe relate with strange, it never remains the same, it changes It wasn't just that made me make this 'Cause we all rise and fall on a basis...