Artist: Rubbabandz Album: New Jack City, Vol. 1: What the Streets Been Missin' Song: I Got a Story to Tell, Pt. 1 Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: Rubbabandz] Allow me to introduce myself, for ya'll who don't know I go by the name of Bandz, Rubbabandz, the original Rubbabandz Staten Island, New York, Stapleton Projects I'm 'bout to go in this one right here P.J. 27 Warrant Street, what up New York? [Rubbabandz] If the money ain't right, that mean the love ain't right I'm on a certified gold album, and didn't see a thousand I'm from the Stapleton Project Housing, Ghostface in the next building The rest of the Wu right up the street Park Hilling The project next door, they used to come through knock on my cousin R door I remember Method Man smacked a ham sandwich out my hand I stopped eating pork back then, and I ain't God Body And I ain't Muslim, I did it just because I looked up to him Sixteen with a dollar and dream, and I can never understand C.R.E.A.M. Cuz Cash don't Rule shit Around Me, family come first Until I'm riding out in that long black herse I remember RZA put that contract in my hand He told me a hundred and fifty grand, and I ain't playing Then I listened to my man Shyheim, and didn't sign shit He said put a bullet in a dead fish mouth, leave it on RZA doorstep Not too long later, he signed with RZA, some real greaseball ass shit He ain't wanna see me shine anyway, no love lost, cuz it was never none there And then I started catching funny vibes in the air They started treating Bandz like I didn't exist And Erick Sermon tried to snatch me up so quick And Irv Gotti hollered at me at the Ice Cream video shoot Like "Bandz, I'm try'nna fuck with you, fuck with me and let's get money" Next thing I know I'm in the studio with Kid Capri But those politics was on me... [Interlude: Rubbabandz] I know ya'll listening to this right now, like Man, who is this nigga, man, this Rubbabandz, man Just to let ya'll know, man, and it's all real, man I don't fabricate, I don't cry wolf Everything I'm telling you is the facts, knawimean? I speak from the heart, Staten Island, New York, all day I've done been through a lot, I've done seen a lot of shit I've done been around the world once, spoke to everybody twice Hardbod' nigga, knawimean? Yo, let me tell you something I've done did a lot of shit, in this music game, knawimean And I'm still paying my muthafucking dues, sixteen, fifteen years later Shit is real out there, but, I'm determined, nigga Without a doubt, nigga, I'mma keep it moving, nigga I ain't gonna give up until I get that muthafucking house on a hill, nigga And that Rolls-Royce and that Bentley, nigga You feel me? One hundred, man, I'm out, peace