Long Story Short - Black Milk

Eight fourteen 1983 nigga I’m there

But let me fast forward about 17 years

Take you back to the basics, back to the basement

Hi-Hat, snare drum, baseline, base kicks

Recording the karaoke, stereo to tape deck

Having fun with it ain’t worried bout gettin paid yet

Couple years past now I wanna get paid

And stepped up as an Emcee, stepped up to the MP

Doing beat cd’s gettin better bruh

Listening to Pete Rock, Preemo, Dilla on the regular

I’m tellin ya, couldn’t «Tell Me Nothing"'til my ears determine

Learning how to get my sound

As good as theirs hell yea

I’m about to add a little group then

Ten speed and brown shoe

Lasted bout 2 years

But its more info

My kinfolk went on tour roady for Slum Vill'

He got a beat CD in the hands of Baatin

Didn’t hear from til they got back to Michigan

Got a phone call What up doe?

Come up to the studio, yo we wanna hear mo'

Some I brought some mo tracks and they picked a few of those

And made a little dough, then yo I’m out the door

Is the story over?

Not really

Got Trinity, Dirty District, Detroit Deli

I’m thinking how can we fail

Seen a whole other level of the game

Out on tour with D12

Fans wilding out, hands raising in the pile

And Proof keeps stage diving in the crowd

I can do this I can get used to it, but

There’s more facts so let me back track

To the B-rack, BR Gunner shit

Hoping we were running shit

But it didn’t work they way hey

Young J and my nigga Fat Ray

Dirty District 2 things seemed okay

But it still ain’t right

Things are moving slow mo

So I’m thinking bout going dolo

So I had to go and go solo

Doe low and I’m not feeling

Having low doe or close to having no mo

So I’m back to basics so I’m going back to the basement

I’m trying to make it

And I hope the crowd coming with me

I’m grinding out then I made Sound of the City

I’m trying to show bruh’s how this bruh do it

Trying to keep my buzz up suited

My buzz in the underground stupid

Phone call from Fat Beats, who dis?

Yo we trying to make you the newest

Artist on the roster, possibility

I’m bout to use this shit to make another outcome

Outdone, popular demand came out

And shout out to the fans that’s been holding me down

Now traveling the world gotta get em

What’s next?

Me and Hex on a mission for the competition

Caltroit shout, what up to my nigga Bishop

Hold me down on the West coast laid out

Told him good lookin out on the Dre' shout

Hey now, niggas trying to go and get paid now

Kill em on stage wow

The spotlights not dimming

Fat Ray got «The Set Up»

Share the spotlight with 'em

Critics saying I’m one of the dopest on the beats

Accolades in the page of the magazines

And that’s only a little of what I’ve been given

Still can’t believe that it’s only the beginning