[Verse 1]
   Back in '88 the little neighborhood terror
   Started writin' rhymes back in hip hops golden era
   Middle school hallways was bustin' a flow
   I used to go by the name of emcee Snow
   The music was a way to escape my pain
   In the box was Rah Kim or maybe Big Daddy Kane
   As the years progressed I kept ownin' my craft
   Bus stop kids would laugh white kids cant rap
   My voice soundin' funny I was end the midst of puberty
   And this whole hip hoppin' rap shit was new to me
   1990 made a demo age of 15
   It was my dream to just bust on the scene
   Flat top fade, with the lines and designs
   Rockin' hammer pants was the style at the time
   Kickin' my rhymes to anybody that would listen
   My moms had my back and gave supportive criticism
   1992 I started rollin' wit a crew
   My name was Mist Jinx and my partner Doc Seuss
   1993 bumpin' Tribe Called Quest
   Playin' hooky downtown fuck a history test
   I had the cross colors gear with the hair up in dreads
   And my friends, knuckleheads we was all good kids
   Rappin' over instrumental records on a cassette
   We ain't had no equipment if we did we'd be set
   '94 was the year moms passed on
   Bouncin' place to place just tryin' to find a home
   I Hooked up with JayD and Mo Duce and Nine 5
   3rd floor productions man we dropped comin' live
  
   [Chorus]
   No matter what as the years went on
   I couldn't stop just writing these songs
   When nothin' went right and everything went wrong
   Used the music to just keep on
   Never gonna stop no I must succeed
   Never gonna happen if I don't believe
   I got goals that I gotta achieve
   And until I do I'll never lose that dream
  
   [Verse 2]
   3rd Floor Productions and the group iLLriginals
   Makin' phat tracks every week was the ritual
   Doin' shows while we could good while it lasted
   But 1997 though I guess we just had it
   All lost touch and Mo just passed too
   JayD is still reppen with the Birthright Crew
   And around this time I felt I needed a change
   I need to somethin' different wit a whole new name
   It was extreme I admit, it was a bit different
   Q Strange, murderous rap wit the sick shit
   Did murder kill people couldn't believe
   That that kid Mista Jinx just changed his whole steez
   Did a couple of tracks and put it out on dubs
   And the heavy metal freak show these kids'll love
   In '98 I hooked up wit this kid name Hex
   The crew L.U. Cipha was the group that he repped
   He heard my tape man he was diggin' the shit
   Told his kid Slowkill and his girl named Jill
   The next thing I know they got that shit online
   They had a web page, thought I'd hit the big time
   Anyways '99 I put out Decayed Thoughts
   Low budget style though shit I was poor
   In the year 2g I dropped C to E
   Now mad kids are bumpin' me coppin my CD
   Get mail, cats overseas gimme props
   Blow my mind every time, party never stops
   Still just strivin', strugglin', in the game
   Hopin' I can get some shit out and make a name
   For myself, only way I'll ever get the wealth
   Cruz this is all I do I thank yall for my help
   Now it's 2003 mad shit done changed
   I been married, separated, got a son that ????
   But no matter what this music shit is still with me
   And if rap is still 'round I'll be flowin' when I'm fifty
   Underground, mainstream, wanna be on the scene
   But for now I can close my eyes and just dream
  
   [Chorus] - 4X