That Dream

[Verse 1]Back in '88 the little neighborhood terrorStarted writin' rhymes back in hip hops golden eraMiddle school hallways was bustin' a flowI used to go by the name of emcee SnowThe music was a way to escape my painIn the box was Rah Kim or maybe Big Daddy KaneAs the years progressed I kept ownin' my craftBus stop kids would laugh white kids cant rapMy voice soundin' funny I was end the midst of pubertyAnd this whole hip hoppin' rap shit was new to me1990 made a demo age of 15It was my dream to just bust on the sceneFlat top fade, with the lines and designsRockin' hammer pants was the style at the timeKickin' my rhymes to anybody that would listenMy moms had my back and gave supportive criticism1992 I started rollin' wit a crewMy name was Mist Jinx and my partner Doc Seuss1993 bumpin' Tribe Called QuestPlayin' hooky downtown fuck a history testI had the cross colors gear with the hair up in dreadsAnd my friends, knuckleheads we was all good kidsRappin' over instrumental records on a cassetteWe ain't had no equipment if we did we'd be set'94 was the year moms passed onBouncin' place to place just tryin' to find a homeI Hooked up with JayD and Mo Duce and Nine 53rd floor productions man we dropped comin' live[Chorus]No matter what as the years went onI couldn't stop just writing these songsWhen nothin' went right and everything went wrongUsed the music to just keep onNever gonna stop no I must succeedNever gonna happen if I don't believeI got goals that I gotta achieveAnd until I do I'll never lose that dream[Verse 2]3rd Floor Productions and the group iLLriginalsMakin' phat tracks every week was the ritualDoin' shows while we could good while it lastedBut 1997 though I guess we just had itAll lost touch and Mo just passed tooJayD is still reppen with the Birthright CrewAnd around this time I felt I needed a changeI need to somethin' different wit a whole new nameIt was extreme I admit, it was a bit differentQ Strange, murderous rap wit the sick shitDid murder kill people couldn't believeThat that kid Mista Jinx just changed his whole steezDid a couple of tracks and put it out on dubsAnd the heavy metal freak show these kids'll loveIn '98 I hooked up wit this kid name HexThe crew L.U. Cipha was the group that he reppedHe heard my tape man he was diggin' the shitTold his kid Slowkill and his girl named JillThe next thing I know they got that shit onlineThey had a web page, thought I'd hit the big timeAnyways '99 I put out Decayed ThoughtsLow budget style though shit I was poorIn the year 2g I dropped C to ENow mad kids are bumpin' me coppin my CDGet mail, cats overseas gimme propsBlow my mind every time, party never stopsStill just strivin', strugglin', in the gameHopin' I can get some shit out and make a nameFor myself, only way I'll ever get the wealthCruz this is all I do I thank yall for my helpNow it's 2003 mad shit done changedI been married, separated, got a son that ????But no matter what this music shit is still with meAnd if rap is still 'round I'll be flowin' when I'm fiftyUnderground, mainstream, wanna be on the sceneBut for now I can close my eyes and just dream[Chorus] - 4X