SeriousBeats - Steps lyrics

As I took my first steps, "Rock with you" played in the background Michael Jackson hit my soul like a spazzed crowd All energy, being fresh was a friend to me 80's baby with 2000 tendencies I used to have two Mike jackets with the zippers One red, one white I couldn't figure which was sicker One day I left the red one on a Grey Hound bus When I realized it, all I felt was disgust Headed to Cali, the year was 1985 Me & my momma, I was just a little guy The same year, that they had the Summer Olympics & since then, my brain has been a gymnast Jumping hurdles & puffing purple, we live this I guess that's why my style is so damn exquisite Cuz whatever my brain visits, it takes pictures & it stores em in an album sealed with beautiful stitches Ya'll gotta understand to me this all fitness To keep the brain in shape & away from ya'll b**hes I've always been about the mind but know I've reached my spirit & lately I've gotten physical but Naw not for appearance I'm working my lungs for larger oxygen consumption & making sure my heart & blood are properly pumping I'm like Pun, I lost some pounds I'm trying to live I'm even lifting weights so I can crack ya f**in ribs But I ain't violent, ha , that's only if you insist I move with peace but with problems that peace could switch & look ya'll need to stop with that "Hip hop is dead" sh** First of all, he's a genius is the reason Nas said it He knew you'd get excited & go out & buy it & everytime they spoke against it you would get loud & fight it & it would bring out all the real cats that love to spit & all the money chasers would say "f** that hip hop sh**" & in the end it would it would prove what hip hop did & yeah, hip hop changed but kid, hip hop lives You can stay with the same old mind state & cry Or you can elevate your mind & move along with the times Ain't sh** changed but the faces & names & if you stopped the complaints you'd see some legends still play But I guess ya'll were raised to complain & hate I was raised to respect my momma & be great Respect cuz if not she'd smack the sh** outta face & cuz she gave me gems as a kid that I still live by today & she's the one that introduced me to Marvin & my first MJ The one that sang, not the greatest in the NBA Cuz you know he came when I was a little bit older By then I expiernced that the world was a little bit colder I had seen Latin Kings bang before I was a teen & saw my first murder by the time Mike joined the team I saw him & Scottie fight Pistons like they were in a ring & those losses hurt deep ... they would sting But those were the things that made Mike a king The same things they gave all Chicago 6 rings Determination, hardwork & a dream See my parents showed me that before I saw it on screens See, they fed me books,movies & CD'S & You know they say that you are what you eat So of course ... I began to feast I was a teen when I started to see movies in my sleep You may call em dreams but to me they were TV Images you would see on Macs,Tablets & Pc's So graphic, details were so cla**ic I felt like I fell & I would wake up frantic Crazy, it felt like I physically hit the mattress Looking around like "what the f** happened?" I later learned the dream was me fighting anxiety I guess cuz I always wanted there to be five of me Crazy kid, always wanted to be everywhere sh** but even one of me for ya'll ain't fair Back in Highschool I was down with every single soul Latin Kings, Vice Lords & Foes [4ch] Ball players,nerds,good girls & hoes I never cared about image, I only cared about soul I wasn't too much of anything back then Kinda like I am today, I stand out but blend Never ever been the type to walk around all tough But always let s**as know that I knew what's up It always bugged em to see a little dude step up Not ball'in but steady climbing on my way to the bucks & I'm never worried about who got next I ain't trying to be on top, I'm just trying to take my steps