Once Upon A Rhyme - J-Love, Rakim

Once upon a rhyme, the time late 60s, dark age of history

Murders and mysteries, the future was misty

Needles were shot down and crime was risky

Yo check this party and stick with me

Race brutality because of my nationality

And this is what they call reality

From that state of mind and at that date and time

I was born inclined and waiting to shine

Once upon a rhyme

Once upon a time not long ago

Once upon a time not long ago

The beginning, the scenery sets in New York

With times are hard and streets ain’t easy to walk

Crimes is underrated, neighborhoods overpopulated

Competition gets complicated, some can’t take it

My place of rest in the city that never sleeps

To compete it gets deep I learn to play for keeps

And hawk the sidewalk, dominate the court

I’m nice in all sports, was taught with high thoughts

Then came an Africans and knew where it was at

Spreadin' across the map with no time flat

They said this kid name Herc started spinning records back

Had to look into that then get it down pat

First I do research it’s gonna take time

Me and my crew is hittin' all the parties we could find

Waitin' for the day where I could go for mine

But later dates await down the line

Once upon a rhyme

Once upon a time not long ago

Once upon a time not long ago

Many shall come but only few get the plot off the top

You gotta be hip to hop and get visual

With musical forms, lyrical pictures from city slickers

Beats getting blast by ass kickers

It was the pioneers with all kinda ideas

Trade will shift to higher gears over the years

Some get left in the dust by the thrust

If rhymes won’t bust with a mic full of rust

DJs, get your fingers musically amputated

You can’t touch a jam if the next man slayed it

Battle at the center, I’m too young too enter

We cool outside, even in the winter

We have a good time with the people on line

And party time seem like the neighborhood shine

But I get vexed when I can’t get mine

But later dates await down the line

Once upon a rhyme

Once upon a time not long ago

Once upon a time not long ago

I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet

I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet

Through the times my rhymes got longer

Mind got stronger, wonder I’d ever be a performer

My blood starts to boil I could heat up the party for you

Girls wanna rub me and my mic down with oil

Rappers started coming out the woodwork

A neighborhood expert, we ready for trouble and stay alert

Days got close til my debut got recruited to a crew

Now I could do the things I always wanted to

Code red I inherited, many ways to say the unsaid

Born with three 7's in my head

Blessed it, destined to be one of the best and

Anything I find interesting yeah no question

A swift kid I get lifted by the mind

Gifted skills exist to be on my prime

Combined with all kinds of designs which is mine

Its showtimes await down the line

Once upon a rhyme

Once upon a time not long ago

Once upon a time not long ago