Trey Coachman - Beginning lyrics

[Verse 1:] A pad and pen and let the story begin The start of rappers with writing within the soul and heart New stage appeared with only a DJ set no cla**ical harp Originated with a mic and some sick rhymes Which made the crowd skip the next day of work Seen as a sport in my eyes 'cause of all the pain from the beginning Reppin' for his homies and hood through physical and verbal fights Balled up hate throw in a bad family structure and affected life Taken out on a scrap of paper and shortly heard on the mic Taken off flight and started some hype The basic plot of most rappers living condition In the kitchen wondering and wishing For Lights, concerts, fame, never ashamed, and always proud of your name [Chorus] Slowly, reaching to the top Won't Stop, and never will Climbing, all the way to the mountain peak Won't relax, 'cause even then I haven't deserved my seat x2 [Verse 2:] The police has given me a piece of their mind for no reason Not this season for treason 'cause I actually bought Reese's Pieces the right route Unlike the fights that could only have my life going down south The feeling of regret from only stepping forward Toward the source of success, being heard connecting with my words No place to go so I ask to crash they would say trey no cash and make yourself at home With bruises and cuts on mine body 'cause someone was chucking stones at my basic body zone Dreaming of being on top nonstop chilling on the throne being a large part of hip-hop Now as a dope kid that sees n***as, with huge egos, yelling their all that Not good unlike the '90's nickelodeon show Stardom was just around the corner who ever had known 'Cause we're all writing and writing at home Putting finishing touches I need a comb Opportunity calling pick up pick up Where's the phone? [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Make a mix-tape with eardrum pounding loudness First I putting my words in mine own correct order I do what I please even if I receive the cold shoulder The song or rap is hot as a rocket Plus as cold as the top of a mountain to people that always doubted me Now they hate me more or shouting my name when mine first time I place my feet on the stage floor Lyrics flow easily like my usually flow Because the true fact is Nobody will know the true feel this close to a real deal Keep on writing or stop like Biggie & Lil' Wayne Or freestyle battle using every nook and cranny of my brain Having a beat then I k** it within a day That's what my lyrics will say today and always will in the future Your a loser and obscure to the topic so go get a tutor to a**ure your knowledge of me And I hope you're afraid of some of the rumors ya heard about me 'Cause obviously I'm preen for a casualty [Chorus]