Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Story Begins , by - Styles of Beyond. Song from the album Reseda Beach, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 21.10.2012
Record label: Tokyo Sex Whale
Song language: English
The Story Begins |
| That’s when the summer was hotter than a thermometer |
| Left Queens and headed west to Santa Monica |
| I never really knew how many streets could be |
| My pops got me out in time thanks to G.T.E |
| Now I’m out where the weather’s nice, people are friendly |
| I’m went to McKinely so I could live a better life |
| 1755 Franklin to be exact |
| Where Tak grew up on rap and now he’s on the mic |
| Hey |
| But it went so fast before I knew it |
| I moved to Hadder Street in the S.F.D |
| Parents got a divorce, I was off on my own |
| So I started something formally known as S.O.B |
| Yeah, it was just me, true to the end |
| Then I met Cheapshot through a mutual friend |
| Got together and created a dynamite stick |
| Living life with a plan that sounds sorta like this |
| I grew up I knew what to do then and what not to do now |
| So I shoot for the fence for my roots underground |
| Now my group’s in the Ritz so look out |
| Let me tell you where this story begins |
| It goes |
| I grew up with my troops in the trench |
| Shootin' hoops with my friends |
| In the Coupes with the rims |
| Grew my roots underground |
| Now my group’s in the Ritz so look out |
| Well let me tell you where this story begins |
| It goes |
| I remember trying to get into the game |
| Couldn’t get anybody to listen to my tape |
| Everyday bumpin' Wu-Tang, fully invested |
| We laugh now, but Tony Hilfiger was fresh then |
| Ridin' in my Civic with a buck in the gas tank |
| Dimes and pennies, anything you find in the ash treys |
| Fine, find a beat tape, kick your best rhyme |
| Over DWYCK cause that’s my shit, ayo rewind it |
| Bring it back, baggy black jeans and beepers |
| From Black Moon to Pat Boone, Queen Latifah |
| Yeah, if anything’s new, my camp with hear it |
| So Make Room, we’re coming with them cancer lyrics |
| Vin Skully hook up a loop and sample Shaft that sounds good |
| We don’t care about a sample clearance |
| We’re bringin' it back to what it was when it was fun |
| To carry a gun before somebody said it was thug |
| It’s all hooks, nobody in my crew was a clapper |
| We thought if you had a gat it made you a true rapper |
| But |
| I grew up I knew what to do then and what not to do now |
| So I shoot for the fence for my roots underground |
| Now my group’s in the Ritz so look out |
| Let me tell you where this story begins |
| It goes |
| I grew up with my troops in the trench |
| Shootin' hoops with my friends |
| In the Coupes with the rims |
| Grew my roots underground |
| Now my group’s in the Ritz so look out |
| Well let me tell you where this story begins |
| It goes… |