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visual - steps lyrics

as i took my first steps, “rock with you” played in the background
michael jackson hit my soul like a spazzed crowd
all energy, being fresh was a friend to me
80’s baby with 2000 tendencies
i used to have two mike jackets with the zippers
one red, one white i couldn’t figure which was sicker
one day i left the red one on a grey hound bus
when i realized it, all i felt was disgust
headed to cali, the year was 1985
me & my momma, i was just a little guy
the same year, that they had the summer olympics
& since then, my brain has been a gymnast
jumping hurdles & puffing purple, we live this
i guess that’s why my style is so d-mn exquisite
cuz whatever my brain visits, it takes pictures
& it stores em in an album sealed with beautiful st-tches
ya’ll gotta understand to me this all fitness
to keep the brain in shape & away from ya’ll b-tches
i’ve always been about the mind but know i’ve reached my spirit
& lately i’ve gotten physical but naw not for appearance
i’m working my lungs for larger oxygen consumption
& making sure my heart & blood are properly pumping
i’m like pun, i lost some pounds i’m trying to live
i’m even lifting weights so i can crack ya f-ckin ribs
but i ain’t violent, ha , that’s only if you insist
i move with peace but with problems that peace could switch
& look ya’ll need to stop with that “hip hop is dead” sh-t
first of all, he’s a g*nius is the reason nas said it
he knew you’d get excited & go out & buy it
& everytime they spoke against it you would get loud & fight it
& it would bring out all the real cats that love to spit
& all the money chasers would say “f-ck that hip hop sh-t”
& in the end it would it would prove what hip hop did
& yeah, hip hop changed but kid, hip hop lives
you can stay with the same old mind state & cry
or you can elevate your mind & move along with the times
ain’t sh-t changed but the faces & names
& if you stopped the complaints you’d see some legends still play
but i guess ya’ll were raised to complain & hate
i was raised to respect my momma & be great
respect cuz if not she’d smack the sh-t outta face
& cuz she gave me gems as a kid that i still live by today
& she’s the one that introduced me to marvin & my first mj
the one that sang, not the greatest in the nba
cuz you know he came when i was a little bit older
by then i expiernced that the world was a little bit colder
i had seen latin kings bang before i was a teen
& saw my first murder by the time mike joined the team
i saw him & scottie fight pistons like they were in a ring
& those losses hurt deep … they would sting
but those were the things that made mike a king
the same things they gave all chicago 6 rings
determination, hardwork & a dream
see my parents showed me that before i saw it on screens
see, they fed me books,movies & cd’s
& you know they say that you are what you eat
so of course … i began to feast
i was a teen when i started to see movies in my sleep
you may call em dreams but to me they were tv
images you would see on macs,tablets & pc’s
so graphic, details were so cl-ssic
i felt like i fell & i would wake up frantic
crazy, it felt like i physically hit the mattress
looking around like “what the f-ck happened?”
i later learned the dream was me fighting anxiety
i guess cuz i always wanted there to be five of me
crazy kid, always wanted to be everywhere
sh-t but even one of me for ya’ll ain’t fair
back in highschool i was down with every single soul
latin kings, vice lords & foes [4ch]
ball players,nerds,good girls & hoes
i never cared about image, i only cared about soul
i wasn’t too much of anything back then
kinda like i am today, i stand out but blend
never ever been the type to walk around all tough
but always let suckas know that i knew what’s up
it always bugged em to see a little dude step up
not ball’in but steady climbing on my way to the bucks
& i’m never worried about who got next
i ain’t trying to be on top, i’m just trying to take my steps

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