Ever Since

[Intro]
"'Cause I've been rhyming since way back when"
"Straight up and from the heart is how it's always been"

[Verse 1]
Yo, back in the days when Kut Above paved the way
Me and Raise used to lob to my brother name Jays
In Corio Bay, this kid from the States set his garage up
With mics, two belt drives and his DJ A-Mirage
Out Large and What it Is were inspiration
For this estranged up and comers hopes to stake a claim
And make a name, patiently I waited, building skills
Until the moment came that my name could fill the bill
I killed that little show, my flow was tight and right on song
And we rolled twenty-five strong on that train trip from Geelong
From that day on, the slow progression began
I picked up more mics than markers, pens and pressure pack cans
Impressing rap fans locally, all city next mission
Hooked up with DJ Frenzy on a quest for recognition
Cementing my position on the mic was all I thought of
I brought the house down this one night, I'm sure heads caught the aura
Of this author, 'stounding men and women, both
Chicks vickin my shit, blokes scoping my flows as dope
As they ever saw, metaphors and similes
I stormed up on stage like the ANZACs in Gallipoli
And gave 'em a little taste of big things to come
See, ninety-one was over, ninety-two had just begun
And while my crew was running round intent on killing yards
I was building raps with Strut when he was still jarred
I planned a six track tape at this date with Johnny Idem
My rhyming was fucking tight, it just took me yonks to write 'em
And despite all the plans and plotting, and the fans I'd gotten
Laced arrest my brain, the rest got forgotten

[Chorus]
"The spot I blew it at an early age, ever since"
"At an early age, ever since the curly braids"
"The spot I"
"The spot I blew it at an early age, ever since"
"The spot I blew it"
"The spot I blew it at an early age, ever since the curly braids
"At an early age, ever since the curly braids"
"And I ain't goin' nowhere" (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
And now the next few years had slid by, still I ran through
The spots rocking raps from ruby red to bamboo
A new wave of crews played, on their crusades
Though few stayed long enough to wait to see their dues paid
I started building with the Forms in North Fitz
And tore strips off mics on any set we saw fit
In May ninety-five we got live in PBS as guests
And with Prowlz, Dedlee and Menace and then on Raises essence
Then it dawned, when P said "Whaddup
You rocked every spot you got up, ain't it time you dropped some product?"
Formed Unkut then we pieced my first LP's release
Without further ado to say the least
We reached four tracks in and dropped to twelve
Sheer Talent rocked and got picked off quick as it hopped on the shelves
Amateurs was next in the succession plan
And it dropped but not without the endless headaches at the pressin' plant
Nevertheless, man, that shit sold in boatloads
With next to no promos, renowned for my slow flows
Around this time I got my shine on some features
And helped conceive a team of this rhyming scene's supremists
L.C. "L.C."
"No crew can step to us"
Yeah the Lyrical Commission was born and brought the rawness
Formed of this cities best and repped it's four corners
With Murderous Metaphors, fought wars and packed tours
Collabed with gods and saw rats sort to black ball us
Notorious, rap lords that smash and grabbed cordless
Shures that put us on the map from out the black waters
I gave my balls to this cause, warts and all sorts of dumb shit
Twenty years plus, still I ain't done with

[Chorus]
"The spot I blew it at an early age, ever since"
"At an early age, ever since the curly braids"
"The spot I"
"The spot I blew it at an early age, ever since"
"The spot I blew it"
"The spot I blew it at an early age, ever since the curly braids
"At an early age, ever since the curly braids"
"And I ain't goin' nowhere"