DJ Phonetic - My Introduction lyrics

Intro: There are many signs Despite how slowly they may come My bad beginning was only half the battle As the smallest, quietest, voice began to be heard these walls began to fall like tears Those memories have become my memoirs My introduction Seattle I know you got me Ladies and gentlemen, the growth, my introduction Seattle's favorite son Anthony shears DJ Phonetic Can't argue with destiny SMG Stand up Verse1: Check I welcomed you to Seattle I was misunderstood Told you to strap your boots Then brought you right to the hood Showed you how to survive Where weaker n***as might have died But weaker n***as can't come Embrace you as my sons Embrace you as my brothers Mothers Father Daughters My peers I cried ya'll tears I faced ya'll fears I made them here And so sincere you said word to shears Like lookin' in the mirrors See I knew ya'll felt trapped So I responded back with Young Gifted and Black See I knelt when ya'll knelt I prayed when ya'll prayed I felt what ya'll felt We made that front page We took it around the world We brought heaven to hell They didn't understand so I brought them to your cell To that 6x9 servin' 6 by 9 When you work out or read books to help pa** that time I brought ‘em back to the block brought ‘em back to the cops Want your hands behind your back and your face on the sidewalk Showed ‘em where the corners at when they was ignorin' that Chant… than block I brought the corner back Showed ‘em where the hustlers meet till 4 in the morning at Where the murders the hustlers and the corners at I forced n***as to hear when they refused to listen I voiced your silent pain I yelled your heart's whispers You read my first rhymes on that cla** chalkboard Some teachers treat me bad ‘cuz I was young black and poor Saw family dinners eatin' on my living room floor Saw me reach my breakin' point then hit that corner with that… See me almost get shot See me almost get locked Let me switch my hustle up Trade in the booth for the block This… for everybody who survives on nothing The voice of the have-nots my introduction Copyright Shear Genius Productions/The Writer's Room 412