Lyrics The Story - Diabolic

The Story

Lo sweater, Timberlands, Kani jeans
Ain’t too far from that shit had my Starter jacket dry cleaned
Used to buy green from Rita’s mother Eileen
I can still see the summer we discovered rhyme schemes
Nineteen ninety something here’s how I would function
I would run in Pergament boosting paint by the dozen
Driving drunk and high inside my mother’s ride
Son if I keep living like this somebody’s gonna die
Attitude was act the fool if I summarized
Like come and try I’ll punch you in your fucking eye
Knuckles fly if you shuck and hive or fakes jacks
Since way back days at Cap Marotta’s with an ADAT
Digi 8 track before dreams of mass appeal
Boss jeans Krylon moss green classic feel
Smacked the grill on my first car burning rubber
Word to mother rolling weed on my Nocturnal cover
Yeah that’s why it goes like this
Getting live at the shows like this
Yeah that’s why we roll like thi
Hold up light up what you rolled right quick
Yeah I’m getting dough like this
To inspire folks that are broke like this
Before the shows and the hoes on the road
What you know the story’s told like this
Pay phones secret codes using pagers
Sunday night the party stalled Marley Marl Future Flavas
My crew was major beef now we’ll stay and fight
My homie Chris Snots made me freestyle it changed my life
Late at night mall parking lot sparking pot
And sipping brew battled different crews at the barber shop
On the block with contraband saw cops and ran
Sold dimes but only owed five when I’m copping grams
Hydroponic plants before these exotic strands
Or holograms of Pac watched him in Juice with Thomas Sams
Was the man with that red and black lumberjack
Big had on Juicy even though my hat doesn’t match
Memory lane now it’s all coming back
That Thundercat line I said made the party fucking snap
Rapped to beats on vinyl trying to be your idol
Street disciple nine six Source magazine’s the Bible
Yeah that’s why it goes like this
Getting live at the shows like this
Yeah that’s why we roll like thi
Hold up light up what you rolled right quick
Yeah I’m getting dough like this
To inspire folks that are broke like this
Before the shows and the hoes on the road
What you know the story’s told like this
East and west rivaled New York proud to rep it
Jansport backpack boosting shit from Tower Records
Wild and reckless driven like the Dukes of Hazard
10th grade flooded my whole school with 'shrooms and acid
Stupid bastard smoke buddha two and pass it
Bumping Jerky Boys Sol Rosenberg shoes and glasses
Method Man Bring the Pain was a Wu Fanatic
Rumor has it Sean’s sticking dick to this junior Janet
Pop’s blew a gasket first time I got arrested
Not the second he was way cooler than I expected
Rocking fresh shit Tommy Hil and Nautica
Malt liquor got me real sloppy still I’d talk slicker
My boy Victor had a kicker box shit would knock
His system got stolen with his rims up on cinderblocks
Hiphop was a god send for our friends
Was on when I made my first beat ASR 10
Yeah that’s why it goes like this
Getting live at the shows like this
Yeah that’s why we roll like thi
Hold up light up what you rolled right quick
Yeah I’m getting dough like this
To inspire folks that are broke like this
Before the shows and the hoes on the road
What you know the story’s told like this