1| Back in the days, I had dreams of on stage Imagined listening to radio where my would get played It's tragic, I fathomed that the magic will fade Lets take it back to the days when I established my I was over-hungry for beats, like the was something to eat (Bars) a a week was nothing to me As long as I had something deep to 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 Choice FM, I went bar for bar with swiss for 45 minutes and prepared No lie, you can ask anybody that was Simple and plain, my CD got acclaim I began to build an position in the game Quicker than I could think, I was all my aims I them days, now it's difficult 'cause shit isn't the same
Everything that up must come down I was alright before, but I'm up now Got a bit of success, like it at all It's time I document my rise and my fall If it's not your destiny then it's not to be In the mirror, face to face with my worst Got a bit of success, didn't it at all It's time that I document my rise and my
2| Before volume 2 dropped, my died I never stopped, I carried on busting rhymes Putting on a face but it was still tough at night I couldn't sleep 'cause my nightmares were nothing Volume 2 out, got live in the press Regardless, I was still and fucking depressed More successful, the more I stuck in a web Pain ate away at my soul nothing was left There were rumors about, I a dirty sound They even tried to say that Chancers turned me Everyday, they were on the phone, tryna get me on show 'Till I had to tell 'em straight, look, I wanna go I didn't wanna Had to prove bruva In '05 I won an award for best new But shits all irrelevant They say the only thing worse than not getting you wish for Is it
Everything that goes up come down 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 destiny 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 It's time that I document my rise and my
3| I just handle the chins wagging And the chatting My issues had me making decision to rapping It's (why?) 'Cause almost really did happen I changed my everyday zig-zagging But I'm a lyricist, I for this I tried to Got volume 3 off my Then hit Writers pissed, I was getting sick of my topics A pad of paper, I couldn't one line of it rappers in magazines, I know I'm better than Cussing has-beens when I'm just a never-been Me and my would be rich if we were American Those negative times are so clear when I remember I hope you heard a bar, you could relate with strange, it never remains the same, it changes It wasn't just that made me make this we all rise and fall on a daily basis...