PIECES.
07' SMACK Night with Waxa, was a catastrophe, nothing really was like it had to be
Back when I couldn't have imagined myself rap & The Taxi wasn't something that could happen to me
Remember it vividly so, Ortega defiantly sticking with me from the go
Killing a dream wasn't something I'd live with, I thought I would give it a go
The curtains shifted, of stage fright I was victim, the nerves kicked in, my words slipped, in the drifted & Waxa wasn't any different
Was all but perfect but, if it really was worth it we'd know for certain man
Sempande ordered them dudes to close the curtains man
But I didn't stall, I went back with the Rhythm Crawlers 08' at a function
That's Owen, Dero & Latim, asked em to drop a 16 before they could jump on
I choked halfway of it, dudes hated, the girls thought I slayed it
Got a lap dance on them blue chairs backstage & a pretty Paris Palais chick
Hit the stage again in 09' with a bro of mine, Kasti
This bro of mine passed me, the mic & I froze, time passed & awoke my ghastly
Past & I choked, my bad. choked quite bad, was the joke of my class, that I hoped might pass
It would go quite fast, blow out, no doubt
They said the highlight was bringing Albo out?
But I keep picking up the pieces. quitting, giving up, defeat just
Ceases to be, sweeping up the streets
Down on my knees speaking up to Jesus
Please just, lemme peek where the peak is. now it's me blowing up your speakers
Out of their league, proved enough with features
A Beast, go in with who pleases. Pieces.