Tarod RaShon - All I Had lyrics

Welcome To Better Than Yesterday Tarod RaShon Unnnnh! Finally did it, y'all Yeah Yo Listen...where I'm from What I've seen and heard From the neighborhood that first inspired me It's all real Too real...but despite the gunshots, the d**, the robberies, the fear One thing never changed [Hook] I never needed a gimmick, never hustled a bag All I had Was my love for music, a pencil and pad I never needed a gimmick, never hustled a bag All I had Was my love for music, a pencil and pad I never needed a gimmick, never hustled a bag All I had Was my love for music, a pencil and pad And a will to keep goin' and goin' Improvin' my flow and showin' my people light 'cuz some don't know it [Verse 1] Eleven. When I first got the taste for wordplay The first day I wrote my first verse I bursted through the curtains of my mind only to find rhymes Ready to fly high from the confines of their birdcage We burned tapes, still got the old radio Speaker mic, capturin' saliva and the way we flowed Every day we'd go harder than the day befo' Rappin' to beats beat-boxed like "we done made it, bros" Kentrel's porch. East Eubanks I drive by, sometimes, just to give you thanks This young soldier was deployed and joined new ranks But this artist ain't changed, just gained new paint-- To paint a picture of the hood that raised me The music that saved me. On the canvas of Yah, who gave me A second chance at the tender age of twelve So when I make it, I'ma get up on that stage and yell [Hook] (2) I'm glad I could experience Hood experience Because I know it shaped me for my good experience I worked for my paper on that wood experience But rappers make it misunderstood experience Lies are glorified, while lives are horrified by reality Honestly thinkin' they're gonna die Stray bullets are gonna fly, them stoves are gonna fry But them concrete roses, they're gonna survive, yeah And that's the message I'ma feed to the ma**es You wanna know the streets? Walk in, through, and past it The blocks need surgery, preferably not plastic The streets ain't gastric. We can't bypa** this The fact is There are many more like me Full of promise, hope and talent, PRAYING that they might be Free from it all. Free from the fall So I will speak for y'all. Stand tall, because [Hook] [Verse 3] Keep your head high. Reach for the sky As long as you try. You will fly You will succeed and you will fail Take both in stride and you will prevail Keep people Near. Keep Yah nearer Open up your eyes and your vision will be clearer Believe what's right. Neglect what's left Give it your all...'till your last breath Put it on the line. Prove them wrong Speak your message. Sing your song Eyes on the prize. Make 'em realize That you won't buckle. You will rise Be that one. Overcome the odds Trust yourself. Trust in Yah Fight for freedom. Fight for love Believe in yourself and rise above