Juicy

It was all a dream,
I used to read NME magazine,
But I never fitted in like skinny jeans
Try picturing it all,
Thinking I was cool, after school still sitting on the wall
In the same top, trying to get a girl to name drop
Mine, as a popular guy, exactly what I'm not...
Way back, when I had a red and black hoodie that
Coordinated with the cap to match.
Remember rapping through the hardest parts,
Never thought that a loser would make it this far...
In the limelight like a prime-time fight
Rhymes never paid, thats why I first prayed
Born bitter, the opposite of sinner
I remember when beginning never getting any women
Me, I was trying to sell a CD,
Eventually, give them away for free...huh
I'm growing up like I thought I would,
To get on radio, doing all I could
So in the words of Notorious its always good.
For everything that I believe, I have always stood

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I made the change from on the street
To studio time with a song complete
While my heart can beat, I'll be doing this all day...
Hits on the internet a hundred K
Enough to make you dizzy, still you say who is he?
Here's my rap catalogue, bound to keep you busy
Never thought it could happen this rapping stuff,
Kids said I wasn't black enough or acting tough
Now I'm getting close, mates raising a toast
Mum's happy too, sending me praise in the post
Maybe seeing my dreams, in a matter of weeks
Of sold out seats to hear Just Muz speak
I'm well aware that I'm not yet there,
And I might never be, we know life aint fair...
Plus my history is wicked and cruel
Considered a fool, if you don't stick to the rules
Stereotypes of a young kid misunderstood
And its still all good...

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Near to tears, as I reminisce,
Came a long way, from rhyming at my friends premises
Saying no when there rolling up roaches,
But when I'm on the beat you know I'm going to smoke this...
Got too far to find the way back,
Sign a contract, got a lawyer for that...
In addition, listeners by the thousand
Wish it could get us to own our own housing...
Thinking back to my very first track
Showed soul to the world with every verse rapped,
I work hard of course, smiling to myself
Quietly to applause, we used to fuss
Throwing plates like discus, and discuss
Why our dad's love had missed us,
Birthday's in the first phase,
Never got home from the workplace
But I love the life I live,
Cos I went from negative to positive...