Fallin' Rain
(专辑: Grit & Grind - 2002)
From a
small ass little tadpole swimmin in a
fallopian tube To a
fixture on my soil, a
stand up type a
dude I
was brought up in the
crack game dealin and pushin that stuff Arguing with my folkers cause we loved eachother so much Ditchin and dodgin the
rollers, grippin the
block real tuff Strikin and scootin them Novas and them Chevrolet stepside trucks Me and my brother Dennel, Kevin, Dalon, and Black Little Ray, Billy, and Ivory and them from the
Magazine Street camp Posted up like thumbtacks, talking on faulty big backs Motorola, A1 yola, glad bag fulla Tic Tacs In the
mean time, in between time, in my spare time writin raps In the
front yard, in the
driveway, on the
concrete shootin craps You think you know, but you really don't have no idea Listen to discography of E40, real talk for real Moons ago, way before I
even had a
career I
got my nickname on the
turf for drinking hecka beer And never letting the
older cats up in my hood pump fear Funkin with my own soil, listen here Jealous cause we had all the
broads and all the
gear Up the
ladder I'm tryin to climb, game sharper than a
porcupine spine Don't gimme nothing, I'ma work for mine, try and grind, grit and grind Hot ones echo through the
ghetto, funkin all the
time I
thank the
Lord for giving me the
gift to spit this rhyme A
loaf of bread, a
stick of butter and some milk Around the
corner from the
spot where all the
dealers dealt Trials and tribul-i-zations, me and my peopl-i-zations Tryin to get this music off the
ground with high ass expectations Took a
little time and patience, a
little faith in God To make a
long story short, look at me now sahob I'm doing it chubby like the
checker, chunky like the
soup A
de a
decade and a
half and still in the
loop In case you suckers didn't know, I
told you once before I
ain't rapping too fast, see y'all just listening too slow I
paved the
way for the
independent grind The
industry they mimick me, but don't wanna gimme mine