Then Till Now

*Yeh hell yeah*
[Verse 1]
See it was Hip Hop that dam near changed my life
From meeting ozone in L.A in 85`
From my attempts to try and step on stage and rhyme
To my beyond 2005` state of mind
From a copy of a culture, ta teaching a tradition
From electric buguloo, to the beat that keeps my rhythm
From, wonderin the tracks, ta the mic thats in my hand
From, wantin to be black, to loven who i am
From not known where your from, to the image of sydney
From noone knowin hip-hop, to kids thinkin their 50
From the dramas on film, to the dramas of life
From posh clothes, to not knowin they were half of the price
And from thinking to be king, you gotta have wealth
Ta the inner revolution...i call knowledge itself
So from back "then till now" i still rap for the pleasure
Bein` rich or poor man, im still happy as ever.
[Chorus]
You gotta understand me
(You gotta understand me)
i gotta understand you
(i gotta understand you, so we can stand together recognize the vision, its one love, one life, sets aside our differences.
You gotta understand me
(You gotta understand me)
I got to understand you, cause thats what gets me by, in my life
[Verse 2]
From a part of the bronx, to the heart of the burbs
From a dyslexic, to a artist of words
From a wild child, to my parents trynna steady me
From taken my parking cue, to givin me heave "D"
From mimicking thugs, thinking the lyrics with dope
To getting no satisfaction cause it was mirrors of smoke
From a home of hip-hop, to a land owned by rock
From rhyming to my mirror, to thousands blowen the spot
But through all of the cheers, and the boo and the beers
Was just a kid on the bus, headphones glued to his hears
Who just grew through the years, to sewer the tears
The blood... and sweat makes somethin with his crew and his peers
See it was hip-hop that put three lost souls on a map
From showen us the country, to putten clothes on our back
And from finding myself, in my mic's reflection
To this musical marriage - that gave my life direction.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
From a major label deal, to bustin on the street
Knowing souls were for sale, when im fuckin with these beats
The landlord of these lyrics, with a touch of what can be
And if it doesnt ground, You could trust it wasnt me
The deepest of minds, cant frame what i've imagined
Three eyes on the train, writin rhymes on a napkin
See these kids dont have bentley's, they sit and take the bus
But if ya playen this tape, ya situation's sussed
From backstage butterfly's to a passion of a debut
From not haven a path, to push past and a way through
From this rhyming release, to stress i've got off my chest
From chasing a dream, to holding the hart of the press
From shoe store days, to writing sessions at night
To a culture that ultimately taught me lessons in life.
So from back "then till now" i still rap for the pleasure
Bein` rich or poor man... im still happy as ever.
And...We wont stop until we get that feeling, that's why we get on up [yer] that's why we got on uppp...
Ohhh we wont stop until we get that feeling, thats why we get on uuuup (Hang on, hang on, hang on)
[Chorus]