El Intro

I ain't gonna do too much talking Just let y'all know: my name's Telly We're still learning, man Rest in peace, Big L Let's try and do this joint justice Yo, every time I'm lost, I look to granny for my inspiration Pen, a pad, and instrumental symbolizes dedication Thanks to the fans who've been patiently waiting Been a long time coming. Now you about to witness greatness A long road, triumphs and obstacles But if you keep the faith in God, anything is possible Now lemme take time to rip this instrumental Boutta put it on like L did. Ha, coincidental Lyrically, I'm at a level where I'm getting better Nice guy, can make your missus dash like salt and pepper You like that? You should stay a while It's like I'm battling a bathroom. My flow is so versatile Gimme the beat, gimme the loot, gimme the strength to shoot the gift of gab So ma dukes can eat with aristocrats This or that, mix or match, switch your style up I got the WiFi. You still dialed up Big L died in 99 and I was born in 93, so when I was 6 I guess I had to claim his legacy To be the dopest rhyme spitter, beat ripper, shape shifter, flame flicker AKA THAT NIGGA So get at me, cuz these punchlines are all that like Kenan Thompson, Kel Mitchell and Amanda Bynes A bag of rhymes. Words of a sage Piss on your rhyme book. I call it yellow page My mom is a poet. I'd do anything to make her smile Her son in college, educated? Man, I know she proud And when I listen to AZ, I think of my sis in AZ Two beautiful ladies that made me, me And to my bro in Chi-town, I know you shut it down I miss freestyling with you. One mic, one sound Take pleasure in all of your endeavors, cuz education transcends a fucking school lecture So then you get better with time and gain wisdom Fathers be there and raise your damn children So they can live life and not fall victim to a gunshot wound caused by bad decision Music is my heart. These chicks, I ain't tripping Bought a chick a bangle and her love flipped like Jerome Simpson Music gives me wings like Macklemore and I rather write a sixteen than a lab report Cuz I'm a lyricist who will never sweat I play with the words like I'm fingering the alphabet Did you catch that? I'll let you ponder I never act fake, though I'm prone to fucking drama I swear, I'm so ahead of my time, I went to preschool with my mama Promise. I gotta push the limit of my abilities and learn to have more humility Cuz I know that I'm great. Duh. But I just want you to see And join the movement, cuz there's always room for improvement And I don't wanna sink. I wanna float like a cruise ship Who's this? Telly My favorite rapper was Big L, but I still bump Makaveli And Biggie, Big Pun, Nas, KRS-One Lyrical pioneers, the list goes on So I gotta thank 'em all for the gift they left for me: an ear for music and an eye for creativity Dreams come true and I'm living vividly cuz I wanna last forever. Be in your memories So remember me. This is just a memo Beginning of my story. This is just an intro So you won't be disappointed with this journey Every day's brand new and we're still learning Welcome