Before Me Songtext
von Diaz

Yo, this debutante been here since the late 80′s
I'm just a product, I guess I′ll have rap babies
See I, used to look up to Tee at that time
And I went by the name AD at that time
Mondays I called in, tryin' to get on the air
If ya wasn't around, I′mma take you there

Back to running down lines with the cops after you
Before it blew, when kids in your class laughed at you
When we couldn′t afford records so, we'd take shows
Found our way to get up, and in dues we′d pay those
When writers just had names, before rap was spittin'
And we followed our own laws that was unwritten


Never forget the ones before me
I was schooled by the poltergeist
Never forget the ones before me
I was schooled by the poltergeist
Never forget the ones before me
I was schooled by the poltergeist
Never forget the ones before me
I was schooled by the poltergeist

I sat on trains and saw what the writers threw up
I took a lot of trips to the city when I grew up
Brought my crew up and gave 2050 some fame
Many think they stood behind, and so they claim
I really only saw those two from which one came
Peep the booklet, and see if I did list your name
Sometimes I ask myself, "Was I in too deep?"
Moms got on my back for new jobs to seek
She couldn′t believe that off this shit, I could eat
Or why I had all these stacks of records to keep
But she can see the reason now, it's my season now
Just one phone call away from Tresemme now
He didn′t have friends before, but he sees 'em now
So called established artists gotta act decent now
And the reason now, still those that built the scene
I'll never forget those that helped me reach my dreams


Never forget the ones before me
I was schooled by the poltergeist
Never forget the ones before me
I was schooled by the poltergeist

X-Ray, Spade, Jayski, MZK, PJ, Kode, Laze, CGP
Joe, Pay Two, Sean, Mack, Bits, Big K, Max, Doc, FLC, ICK
Fat Kap, Ray, James, Warlocks of Mayhem, Savage Army

Yo it′s perfect timing, this game was too strong
Too many bitch MC′s couldn't hold they tongue
So I take ′em back to clichés and rap for fun
Have 'em on stages, where only wax gets spun
They come with a lot of faces, while I only got one
I′mma clean up shit, and leaving you with a crumb
I was taught to always go and, give back some
But they say this foreigner don't sound like none
I bubble like gum, now I′mma let the air out
Put out some solid shit, then take a year out
And then you see me back on
Whispering the name Trini, until I be gone
Middle fingers in the air for those that had me wrong
On some Puffy shit, hit 'em in the head with a dong
You wanna move against my team? Dream on
Motherfuckers dream on, dream on, dream on

Never forget the ones before me
I was schooled by the poltergeist
Never forget the ones before me
I was schooled by the poltergeist
Never forget the ones before me
I was schooled by the poltergeist
Never forget the ones before me
I was schooled by the poltergeist