Letra de Origins
Hands up, open the door
In that moment, I roar
Got a second, I know
In that moment, I roar
Got a second, I know
Like I have lived this moment before
But before I'm leavin' this ride
I'm gonna keep the thought in my mind
I got a ways to go, place to hold
In my brain that I can refine, yeah
I been going at this
For like two years, I got the practice
To me, I'm a novice in the rap shit
I don't got a teacher, got no classes
I'm not into preaching all my tracks, it's
Like I'm a leach when talkin' that shit
But we gotta eat, so chomp on that, bitch
Be a nuisance, even if we only get a few cеnts
In the grand scheme, wе just laughable
Been a canteen for the ones who ask for more
Let a man eat, brother, I will rap until
I'm pushed right back into the wall and tackled full
Got a plan B, rewind past the old
Pick back up when I had no rap at all
Sick, I know but when I can't trip and fall
Sit and fold, so I piss those bastards off
So a couple of events went down
To make this make any sense, sit down
2020, whole globe stopped running
New pals, so buddy, I was lovin' this, funny
I was listenin' to Compton
Heard that beat and I was locked in
I laid that remix, shout out to Phoenix
Showed me the genre, showed me the meanest
Then I made a tape
Not to brag or nothin' but it wasn't great
But me and CJ were like, "For pete's sake
We gotta another take to make," so we took the days
And I found this dude, call him Killa Flames
Who could fill a room with that smoke and rage
So we stacked up rows of our feelings caged
Then broke that shit like we do today
Waiting for the day
Where you fuckin' know my name
I don't want no fuckin' fame
And I'll tell that shit to anyone
There will be a time
When I come up on the rise
And I'll change your fuckin' life
And I'll tell that shit to anyone
The label came up from the ground
Had a Yeo tape makin' the rounds
I took a break 'cause my mental state
Was not indicating my sound
You could guess what that shit was from
So, I digress, but don't get me wrong
I came back with a new mind state
In the booth and I made some of my new tapes
Then I met Aaron, so alike on mic, it's apparent
Sayin' words, it felt like my first ever song
Shit holds a special place in my heart
Drop that shit, we are second to none
Dope ass hit from the best who knew, huh?
Following that, when we sent the message
After that shit bitch, I met Embis
Said that he would criticize
But did not say shit from a critic's eyes
I needed that motherfuckin' wake up call
Time to cook rhymes, make that call
That I need assistance, dude mixed, produced
And did tons of this shit
That was a gift to me
I bet you know the rest is history
Waiting for the day
Where you fuckin' know my name
I don't want no fuckin' fame
And I'll tell that shit to anyone
There will be a time
When I come up on the rise
And I'll change your fuckin' life
And I'll tell that shit to anyone
But before I'm leavin' this ride
I'm gonna keep the thought in my mind
I got a ways to go, place to hold
In my brain that I can refine, yeah
I been going at this
For like two years, I got the practice
To me, I'm a novice in the rap shit
I don't got a teacher, got no classes
I'm not into preaching all my tracks, it's
Like I'm a leach when talkin' that shit
But we gotta eat, so chomp on that, bitch
Be a nuisance, even if we only get a few cеnts
In the grand scheme, wе just laughable
Been a canteen for the ones who ask for more
Let a man eat, brother, I will rap until
I'm pushed right back into the wall and tackled full
Got a plan B, rewind past the old
Pick back up when I had no rap at all
Sick, I know but when I can't trip and fall
Sit and fold, so I piss those bastards off
So a couple of events went down
To make this make any sense, sit down
2020, whole globe stopped running
New pals, so buddy, I was lovin' this, funny
I was listenin' to Compton
Heard that beat and I was locked in
I laid that remix, shout out to Phoenix
Showed me the genre, showed me the meanest
Then I made a tape
Not to brag or nothin' but it wasn't great
But me and CJ were like, "For pete's sake
We gotta another take to make," so we took the days
And I found this dude, call him Killa Flames
Who could fill a room with that smoke and rage
So we stacked up rows of our feelings caged
Then broke that shit like we do today
Waiting for the day
Where you fuckin' know my name
I don't want no fuckin' fame
And I'll tell that shit to anyone
There will be a time
When I come up on the rise
And I'll change your fuckin' life
And I'll tell that shit to anyone
The label came up from the ground
Had a Yeo tape makin' the rounds
I took a break 'cause my mental state
Was not indicating my sound
You could guess what that shit was from
So, I digress, but don't get me wrong
I came back with a new mind state
In the booth and I made some of my new tapes
Then I met Aaron, so alike on mic, it's apparent
Sayin' words, it felt like my first ever song
Shit holds a special place in my heart
Drop that shit, we are second to none
Dope ass hit from the best who knew, huh?
Following that, when we sent the message
After that shit bitch, I met Embis
Said that he would criticize
But did not say shit from a critic's eyes
I needed that motherfuckin' wake up call
Time to cook rhymes, make that call
That I need assistance, dude mixed, produced
And did tons of this shit
That was a gift to me
I bet you know the rest is history
Waiting for the day
Where you fuckin' know my name
I don't want no fuckin' fame
And I'll tell that shit to anyone
There will be a time
When I come up on the rise
And I'll change your fuckin' life
And I'll tell that shit to anyone
