MC Jin - Rhyme Book lyrics

It started with a rhymebook in the sixth grade The main objective was not to get paid Always knew things would turn out this way Center of attention bright lights the big stage Due to my complexion they kept a eye on me Shoulda did the math earlier now that's irony No need for comparing stats Question is would they have cared if i was black? Can't lie chose a narrow path You can recognize a pioneer by the arrows in his back The name Jin synonymous with spittin' I kicked down doors all my big fans won't tell you different Now i got a fam to feed though Need that real bread not that wheat toast Put it all on the line like a free throw And when the beat drop I'm going beast mode The fiyah i spit you would think i lit a matchstick Far from a freshmen i don't belong on that list I used my words to infect ya students like the bird flu The school nurse too that's how you make a cla** sick So-called rappers got me the least bit impressed I put 'em in a crunch like tryin' to put ya knees to ya chest And while y'all searching for the keys to success I just pick the locks we are the streets in the flesh I been the underdog but never unprepared Stop saying your joint bangs I've had it up to here Cleaning out my attic ain't got it all upstairs Ya crew is straight outta Minecraft just a bunch of squares I'm a glimpse of greatness my potential is enormous Check the sk**s i display this is a peek of my performance Denzel in training day '96 Jordan fade-away after Guzzlin' two gallons of gatorade Safe to say i paved the way for a lot of up and comers The industry is Sudoku they just lookin' at the numbers It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under keep from goin' under The original message was loud and clear somewhere Along the way it got cloudy and nearly disappeared All you need now is a laptop and some beats from the net I plugged my mic in the boombox with the dual ca**ette decks Hip-hop is for the youth that's who it truly is serving Only right to pa** the torch and continue the burning Know where you came from that's the root of the sermon Cause' I bet Lebron can you tell you who's Julius Irving When Kool Herc planted the seed at Sedgewick and Sedar You think he knew that he'd be giving birth to future leaders My rhymebook was more than just a place to write lyrics Nobodys listening but i knew every page would hear it I knew every page would hear it I knew every page would hear it My rhymebook was more than just a place to write lyrics Nobodys listening but i knew every page would hear it