Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Story, artist - Diabolic. Date of issue: 13.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |