Raised by the ’s

Boom-bap in my bloodstream, bassline in my soul, I was raised by the goats now let the story unfold

grew up with Cube in the stereo knockin

Dre on the decks, chronic smoke in the doctrine

mama in the kitchen, but I’m tuned in deep

to Eazy’s attitude and B.I.G.’s speech

back when the streets told stories in bars

no TikTok clips, just lyrical scars

Run DMC made the cypher sacred

I was ten with a pen tryna imitate it

They raised me, saved me, beats engraved me, mixtapes daily, cuz the rhythm made me from park jams to backyard freestyles, those legends walked so I could run these miles, old school in my veins, still I stay true, art lives on in every rhyme I make move

Tupac the god, prime, greatest of all time, beyond lines and rhymes, wrote the Bible for my grind n Eminem taught me how to lose myself, to this day I’m not afraid to stay true to myself, stories told with the pen I just let go, every verse I write got their presence and echoes, wasn’t ust music it was blueprint and code, for a kid with a dream, it was more than just flow

no YouTube, just CDs and tapes

pressed rewind so I could to study the greats

Punchlines from Nas, hooks from Nate

I’d rap in the mirror til midnight late

These weren’t just idols they were teachers in disguise

Teaching life, teaching grind and how to rise

They raised me, saved me, beats engraved me, mixtapes daily, cuz the rhythm made me from park jams to backyard freestyles, those legends walked so I could run these miles, old school in my veins, still I stay true, art lives on in every rhyme I make move

pen in my grip, top line in sight

I was raised by the culture, now I write these rhymes