The Whole Thing (Royce Da 5'9" - Overcomer REMIX) [Reprod. eclxpse]

Lyrics:

[Verse]

Let's take it back to the beginning, I know you hear a lot of rappers sit and tell you bout a vision. Well Let's break the trend I was sitting pretty with a tape cassette, bootlegging pay per views cause I ain't have the paper yet. Even with some money I be pirating, it takes an awful lot to get me buying in. Really though I had no ambitions as a lyricist, I was more concerned with what John Cena's appearing in. Shit was simple then think I even smiled still, tuning into Smackdown our TV had a dial still. I heard Slim Shady Lil Wayne rapping about buying pills, didn't really get it but my head was steady bobbing still. Looking up to Robin Will' hoping I can entertain, long as people smile I don't give a fuck about lesser fame. This around the time Thrift Shop started popping off, mom took me out to Barnes and Noble just to cop it all. First time I ever really heard the term alt-rap, so even if ain't the best that's still where it starts at. For the record I still give it a seven, if it didn't win the Grammy we'd be talking 'bout it's lessons. Anyway that put me on the road to Mac Miller Odd Future, shit's still super. Pretty sure my world changed when I heard Chum, felt my feelings getting validated where the words come from. I went to my very first concert in the 8th grade, EarthGang Michael Christmas Mac Miller did Brand Name. I knew every single word even when I didn't, out of body wasn't sure if I was still living. I walked out and couldn't hear shit, wouldn't shock me if this was when the gears switched. High school I started dabbling in the underground, Slug Technique Diabolical Sound. Danny Brown on Hey Kids shit it took me a minute, year's end I'm busy bumping Atrocity Exhibition. I remember hearing Aes Rock rip the mic, stewing in the bedroom like he ain't got no kryptonite. I started working on a tape of some sort, shit was awful should've been done for. I remember being proud actually seeing something through, the worst rapper ever doesn't have a lot to lose. But at the time I'm a theatre kid, adjusting to a school where the white kids lead the shit. Had me playing basketball like it's do or die, but at the try outs it was quit or run more suicides. So I stuck to acting and rapping, and as it turns out I actually had a passion. Even when my heart broke I had something I could turn to, even if I wrote some shit that didn't need a verse two. I still apologize for what I said, pretty sure they never heard it but it's better than. Nothing that's what I'm becoming, told 'em give me one verse I can prove that I'm disgusting. Busting through the curtains take a bow for the crowd, think it's funny I'm less happy but a way better rapper now. Does the correlation equal cause, if it does is it something that should give you pause? For the heads: do you know ball or just know rings? I'd ask for something more but that's the whole thing.