Ray Rife - Step-One lyrics

(Skit) The Mic On? (Yea dont spill that water) Shut Up Im Not (Matter fact get out the booth) You guys know him as Ray Rife, The Lost Beast, whatever To me he's my big brother, SHUT UP (Son, get out the booth) All I wish is that you're safe When you come back imma have some stories I know you will too Oh I gotta go (SON, GET OUT THE BOOTH!!!) [Verse] Uh, yea Bow your heads and say goodbye to him (Goodbye) I lift my hand and wave it Say goodbye for I'm on this road alone The first steps are usually the hardest to own Ain't afraid of change I sacrificed for years living in shame With promises to myself it'll pay off when I reign Mother wants me to stop, pops did this and flopped Always question what will it be to get me over the top? I've got no gimmicks, nothings really special bout my image But Imma go the distance off this heartfelt lyrics Indeed I will All I haves a dry dream and a canister Thirsty for the refilling why yall think that I been banished for? Entire world turned on me in a flash, bet they'll all want me back When they see that I've exceeded the path I was never the type to brag Never the type to boast Never the type to sink my boat with time to float I never claimed somebody to be mine without my title And I never hated on the success of any rival That's motivation to be better carving my sk**, these letters Most my emotions I just cap in the bottle I'm not a preacher for yall rhymin quotes rather than bars If I yearned to philosophize I woulda studied Aristotle But nah, I studied that white boy from Detroit Red's man from the Wu, one with reasonable doubt His idol, and number 2 Mix some nasty in the soup, ate it regrouped and soon my Reflections screaming its YOU!! To take over the orders and slaughter all of the fools That wanna do what I do but just jump in without a clue Don't call me your everyday rapper that dropped out of school Lost, and picked up the pen like my life was lacking a view Can't tell I'm different? From the way I spit it? You hear that EP, my freestyles, I gotta k** it You see my name of course I gotta cure the sickness and cancers In the spirits of those alike.. That can't survive, of the bullsh** we equipped with I promise only those that can relate will truly understand And before I die I gotta catch that fade with Uncle Sam I do believe I'm of a different breed And in due time, you all will see Just what I truly am