The Story Begins

[Verse One] [Tak]: That's when the summer was hotter than a thermometer Left Queens and headed west to Santa Monica I never really knew how many streets could be My pops got me out in time thanks to G.T.E Now I'm out where the weather's nice, people are friendly I'm went to McKinely so I could live a better life 1755 Franklin to be exact Where Tak grew up on rap and now he's on the mic Hey But it went so fast before I knew it I moved to Hadder Street in the S.F.D Parents got a divorce, I was off on my own So I started something formally known as S.O.B Yeah, it was just me, true to the end Then I met Cheapshot through a mutual friend Got together and created a dynamite stick Living life with a plan that sounds sorta like this [Chorus] [Ryu]: I grew up I knew what to do then and what not to do now So I shoot for the fence for my roots underground Now my group's in the Ritz so look out Let me tell you where this story begins It goes [Tak]: I grew up with my troops in the trench Shootin' hoops with my friends In the Coupes with the rims Grew my roots underground Now my group's in the Ritz so look out Well let me tell you where this story begins It goes [Verse Two] [Ryu]: I remember trying to get into the game Couldn't get anybody to listen to my tape Everyday bumpin' Wu-Tang, fully invested We laugh now, but Tony Hilfiger was fresh then Ridin' in my Civic with a buck in the gas tank Dimes and pennies, anything you find in the ash treys Fine, find a beat tape, kick your best rhyme Over DWYCK cause that's my shit, ayo rewind it Bring it back, baggy black jeans and beepers From Black Moon to Pat Boone, Queen Latifah Yeah, if anything's new, my camp with hear it So Make Room, we're coming with them cancer lyrics Vin Skully hook up a loop and sample Shaft that sounds good We don't care about a sample clearance We're bringin' it back to what it was when it was fun To carry a gun before somebody said it was thug It's all hooks, nobody in my crew was a clapper We thought if you had a gat it made you a true rapper But [Chorus] [Tak]: I grew up I knew what to do then and what not to do now So I shoot for the fence for my roots underground Now my group's in the Ritz so look out Let me tell you where this story begins It goes [Rru]: I grew up with my troops in the trench Shootin' hoops with my friends In the Coupes with the rims Grew my roots underground Now my group's in the Ritz so look out Well let me tell you where this story begins It goes...