Pearl Gates - Story Of Me lyrics

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Pearl Gates - Story Of Me lyrics

[Intro: Masta Ace] Still here Some how [Verse 1: Masta Ace] Man, it took me 15 years to understand my worth It was 1988 when Marley planned my birth Had to get my feet up out of the sand and surf Never thought that my rap lines would expand the earth But they did, went to every corner of the globe It's time to reveal, since y'all really wanna probe I went from Brownsville kid, gone to King's County To Queenstown, sitting in a sauna in a robe And since then, never took a day off from the pen I understood hard work would pay off in the end Yeah for as long as my body is strong I'mma give it all I got, try to body a song I'mma give it all I got, try to rip that show And yo, understand I got to get that doe And so, cause I know how to spit that flow Sold out three nights in a row, like Tic-Tac-Toe In the fast lane, kick back slow, no need to rush We royalty, bow down at the feet of us The anticipation, it's like standing on the corner in the cold and you can see the bus It's finally here, our arrival Raised in the ghetto, singing songs called survival We stand, united by the beat man Tight plan, right hand on the Bible [Hook: Pearl Gates] Try to let you know Just want to let you see The real is all I know Real is what I be Time is now for y'all Now is now for me Life is beautiful This the story of me Just try to make history Gotta make history Ain't no mystery Gotta make history Know my history Gotta make history Can't shake destiny Just gotta make history Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2: Masta Ace] I almost had the nineties by the throat I was just that close to getting money by the boatload Instead of hoping what I wrote flowed I could have said: "Whoop, there it is" But it would have felt so wrong to do that song Try to prove I belong in a crew that strong Listen, understand, this is preordain This is written by God then we all came Could have signed with Def Jam but Lyor changed Changed his mind at the strangest time He was still destined to sign a dangerous mind Another cat with the grind the same as mine Another son born on the fourth would come He was ofcourse the one with that course to run And like a ham sandwich on the softest bun I refuse to eat it, I will not be defeated Here to stay and get a lot completed This what I got to offer, what I got is needed Confident but I'm not conceited And I swear, the same mistakes I made will not be repeated I choose to keep paying up dues Life try to beat me up like scuffed shoes It was hard, doctor called me off guard Same place I was born, got the rough news [Hook: Pearl Gates] We rise, we fall and pray for better days Why shoot we for the stars and prayed for better aim? The world, the pain remained, it never change Long as the sun will show, the cold is still the same Just try to make history Gotta make history Ain't no mystery Gotta make history Know my history Gotta make history Can't shake destiny Just gotta make history Yeah, yeah, yeah We rise, we fall and pray for better days Why shoot we for the stars and prayed for better aim? The world, the pain remained, it never change Long as the sun will show, the cold is still the same Just try to make history Gotta make history Ain't no mystery Gotta make history Know my history Gotta make history Can't shake destiny Just gotta make history Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 3: Masta Ace] The story of me, never would have knew me without it And they won't make a movie about it I mean, I guess they could but truely I doubt it Mad friends watching Ralph McDaniels, knew me and shout it Oh snap, that's the Ville, he live in my building Life in the PJ's, living and building Whether you in Seflo or living in Tilden Trying to escape men, women and children A product of the same and when I got into the game Initially my moms was really shocked and ashamed She was like: "Boy you got a Bachelor's" And I was like: "Why they call it a b.s?" Bullsh** walks as far is what I was taught Yet I ain't had one job interview and she stressed The story of me, born from the story of us Studio bound, the story of us My Honda's in the shop, no warranty I need a new regulator, no Warren G But I'mma get by, do or die And then I left URI I looked around and then came the yellow tape I decided to sit on chrome and accelerate And after that, I knew they wanted me gone and singing a swan song but I decided to let 'em wait