JDZ Media - Storyteller - Part 3 lyrics

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JDZ Media - Storyteller - Part 3 lyrics

Let me start from the beginning, everything was cool Back when I was a baby and I still used to drool All the way until my first day of high school everything was blessed and then I started acting like a fool People always used to take the piss 'coz I was small I remember the bullies always robbing my football Started scrapping everyday and rolling with the tool, started rapping everyday and thinking I was cool then I started smoking high grade every single day, just trying to survive looking for a simple way I was chilling on road I wasn't going out to play, couldn't talk to my mum or my dad I'd already walked away So I started chilling on road with all the goons, then we started hitting studio and making tunes, we needed something to rap about, we started banging out when we was hanging out 'coz the olders was ga**ing us like ballons Then we started walking down the wrong road, travelling down the wrong path fighting over our postcodes We started getting handcuffed when we was on graft, Will we ever make it out the struggle? Only god knows Lately I been trying to find faith, at the same time I'm trying to find keys to a rave I wanna be living lavish, chilling like a king in the palace and shining like a star in space Make it to the top of the hill like it's a race, I was struggling but now I'm picking up the pace, everyday before I eat I'm always saying Grace, focusing on myself I don't watch no face Broke up with my gyal and I told her we need space, but the truth is I'm getting sick of her face, I don't need no distraction, I'll show you pa**ion when I touch microphone I'm always ready for action There's not a lot of man that are better than me as an MC nah not even by half a fraction, they underestimate me until I spit a 16 then they're looking like somebody slapped 'em A lot of man are attention seeking these days, they're saying anything just so they get a reaction, Mad! When man start going mad, they go missing, like till it's somebody kidnapped 'em its Mad Bare man are out on the road, I prefer to spend my time in the lab, Sad! 'Coz I went jail for a Pagan snitch I didn't even get a chance to stab, but I'm Glad! 'Coz I would have caught a murder charge and got a bigger sentence than I already had, but it's still driving mad, the snitch is walking round thinking he's bad But f** it! I'm back out in the world now, I've already daggered his girl out, I left her with a bucket, in the morning she was brushing her curls out, then I slapped my dick in his girl's mouth and told he to s** it f** gyal there's money to earn now, never went to school but I'm ready to learn now, went down the wrong road but I'm ready to turn round and make my tyres burn out, travelling back up it Now I'm on the road to success, me and my team are winning I'm still sinning but there's no need to confess, tell any MC to come test, when it comes to bars guaranteed that I'll be winning the contest And I'll be winning it hands down, tell everybody put your hands up or I'll be putting the man down These days I never back down, even if I'm getting smacked up I'll still give 'em the smackdown, I'm fresh home, Ready to attack now, so let's go, these days I never back down, I'm mental, crazy where I'm mentally at now, writing's essential I'm never putting my pad down It's like I'm living in Mashtown, out on the road man get eaten even quicker than hash browns, everybody's looking to blast now, but there's a few man that ain't looking to do anything daft now, k**ing it now their bellies are getting fat now, they . . They don't wanna trap now, they started sh**ting it now when they're in the trap house, they're paying somebody to live in the crack house It ain't even funny, out here man are doing anything for money, man are selling B's to a mother of 3 and thinking they're a G but imagine if that was your mummy Imagine if a man sold d** to your mum while you were still growing inside of her tummy, imagine if a man sold d** to your mum while you were still s**ing on a dummy You might have money, but all you mandem are bummy, one day you'll get a bullet inside if your skully for thinking it's funny Karma's a b**h, everybody's trying to get rich but there's a lot of ways of making legitimate money, they do it on the side so it don't look funny to Feds