The Bridge

I'm growing up on the line known as Frankston, a young kid Out to get respect upon the mic, I hope they felt it No originator, more a second gen A main participator of the paper and pen (yeah) Props, no fad, became a longterm member Hip-hop's my drink, a twenty-five year bender Take you way back to the eyes of the beholder Initially I was infantry, a late 80's soldier Way before revolver homies and lads Used to sport pony and chill with undergrads Went from theory to practice, three stripes and maxes Batter down the hatches, fights and malpractice I called your bluff and tried to keep it fresh, bro I just can't get enough like Depeche Mode (Woo woo) was the sound of Obese (Woo woo) I'm out and just peace I was born with the boom boom boom bap I'm a rhyme artist And let me say a rhyme in your ear I was born with the Boom boom boom bap, It was all a dream Long as the mic is loud and the volume's pumpin' I'ma move crowds to two-thousand and somethin' (yeah) From battle raps in backyards, back when the accent Was a replica of rap stars, I didn't know better Heard Bias B's ""Hursty"" and overnight the U.S. style that I'd flirted with Converted to my native tongue I met up With some older lads in school, remember riding 9 to a van To see mates play gigs to 20 fans When Obese Records was the mecca Sharing ciggies with Muph on Izzett St at the shopfront, I remember Playing Solomon my demo tracks, remember hanging at Prahran park parties, drinking metre's from where legend's sat Too shy to speak, but too inspired to leave Peg 350Z may as well have been a Rolls-Royce to me Since, I've did it on my own, still I tip my hat for those Who made it possible, and wouldn't even know Cheers for that, bridge the gap, resonate on the track Single moments in time, generations of rap like, that I was born with the boom boom boom bap I'm a rhyme artist And let me say a rhyme in your ear I was born with the Boom boom boom bap, It was all a dream Long as the mic is loud and the volume's pumpin' I'ma move crowds to two-thousand and somethin' (yeah) Like it all began in 2006, spinning Def Wish up in my Discman Showing love to the ones that weren't afraid to go the distance Persistence and train trips with mates, it amazed me I'm looking back now loving that it wasn't the mainstream Embracing what I saw deemed as a dream Was different to the other kids while living through my teens I seemed free, though intrigued by defeating the reach 18 perceiving the means, which involved achieving to be Everything I wanted too, inspired by the culture of kings Since Hilltop I had some love for the shit Pumped for the gigs, train rides to the city of sins Rhyming syllables every time if the line wasn't in Building a bridge in order to branch the gap, influenced advance to rap An answer back from being a fan of that Infatuated from the Capricorn cat And now months after my first track, I've enacted a firm grab I was born with the boom boom boom bap I'm a rhyme artist And let me say a rhyme in your ear I was born with the Boom boom boom bap, It was all a dream Long as the mic is loud and the volume's pumpin' I'ma move crowds to two-thousand and somethin' (yeah)