Artist: K-Rino Album: 80 Minute Eternity Song: Life Story Typed by: Lil Hustle (*talking*) Let me give you a little bit of, insight To the road your boy had to travel, so far [K-Rino] Whoa, it all started on a Wednesday Labor pains, hospital room BNK My grandmother named me, I was ready then They wrapped me up, and brought me home to the Dead End We growed up with love, neighborhood was fast mayn Mama made sure her son, always had thangs Daddy was a hustler, he did it all his life Playing pool poker, making bets and shooting dice He didn't live with us, but he wasn't far from me First time in my life, seeing large money Kept my pockets full, fifty bucks was great then Chilling in the pool hall, at the age of ten By now we in the village, I'm a over achiever I played a little ball, coulda been a wide receiver Life was pretty good, and everyday was new But thangs took a bad turn, in 1982 [Chorus - 2x] This is just a few parts, of my life story I know I did a few things, that wasn't right for me I'm still learning though [K-Rino] I lost my grandmother, mama's married now it's on You know the drill, me and step-daddy don't get along Felt like a third wheel, to young to understand Tripping cause I'm the only child, but that's my mama's man But then he went to jail, pain she tried to keep it in By then we living on Zalinsky, two deep again I met some new friends, and day and night we ran Around 8th grade, is when my rap life began Boys would battle rap, I never heard of that Went home and wrote a few, came back and murdered cats Figured I must be good, wanted to prove it though My daddy broke some bread, and threw us in a studio I'm 17 now, first rap record made Traveling and talking major deals, in the 11th grade A few mistakes were made, I went from group to group A few years later, still never seen no loot [Chorus] [K-Rino] I'm outta school now, still at my mama's house A grown man now, stepfather finally out Music was in my blood, the demo wasted scene They said go get a job, I'm trying to chase a dream Although I love em both, I knew I had to go I asked my dad, could we try again he said fa sho' This time we moving units, so now we making chips I'm living life rapping, struggling with relationships Around that same time, I dropped another bomb I visited the nation, confronted to Islam The truth was uncovered, they stashed the tablecloth My content changed, started scaring labels off Went through some up's and down's, no longer concerned with fame The hard road I traveled, just helped me learn the game And this is just a short passage, to capture my life Parts of my past, but I still got some chapters to write [Chorus]