Song Length |
3:40 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop, Rap - Alternative |
Subject |
Musician, Life |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Birth of an Artist
Once upon a time, a baby was born,
This miracle child, was holding the umbilical chord,
It was attached to a mic, and he spoke his first words,
He said "hip-hop", then he spit a whole verse,
He gave his, mama a kiss, and his father a pound,
The doctor looked pissed, cause he took a piss on the ground,
He then laughed, bounced out the back, and whistled a cab,
"Where you going?", Straight to the lab,
And that's how it started, The Birth of an Artist,
First and foremost, known as Mad Maxx,
Bombarded, retarded, MCs with vomit,
Bursts of raw flows, so let's back track,
The studio, my playground, to make loud,
Double-up, deranged sounds, as I lay down,
Flows, ever since the age of one, day old,
Having ciphers, while still wearing diapers,
Hard to believe, well, I'm hard to be beat,
By day three, I could spit, but I could hardly speak,
When I was starving, I'd find a garbage artist to eat,
They used to say, my parents had to harbor a freak,
(hook)
And that's how it started, The Birth of an Artist,
First and foremost, known as Mad Maxx,
Bombarded, retarded, MCs with vomit,
Bursts of raw flows, so let's back track,
Been alive for one week, and I'm starting to shave,
I'm proud to say, I've done a couple of shows, and one rave,
One day, I'ma learn, how to read and write,
But at the time, the key to life, was my pee-wee bike,
And the mic I was born wit, My corporate style,
Got MCs to forfeit, to Mr. Versatile,
Ya'll suck, that's it, Ya'll asinine,
This small child, sucks on tits, not pacifiers,
(hook)
It's been a month, and I, finished school in three weeks,
College was tough, but high school was a breeze,
Got laid, in tenth grade, after drinking some beers,
We were both seventeen, I was days, she was years,
Ah, the memories of my youth, in the booth,
When I lost my first tooth,
The truth, that was me as a young seed,
Now brace yourself, and think about the fact that I'm now twenty-three,
(hook x2)
And that's how it started, The Birth of an Artist,
First and foremost, known as Mad Maxx,
Bombarded, retarded, MCs with vomit,
Bursts of raw flows, and that's that.