I Remember

[Intro:]
 Seems like everything is a little different now*
 M-Phazes, you know what I mean man
 It's funny how people treat you
 when they see your name on a CD or somethin
 I didn't forget y'all
 The ones who fronted on a nigga when I was tring to get some shine
 But now the tables turn
 "And it's showtime."
 Hell yeah
 [Chorus: (2x):]
 I remember rockin' shows for free, tryin' to sell a CD
 Hand in hand I can't go there again
 I can't forget
 Dealin' with the B.S., yes the bullshit
 When nobody was givin' a damn
 [Verse One]
 I feel like I'm in another world another place
 Within the span of two years, the way they see a brother's face
 Has taken a drastic change
 360
 Ladies and cats don't act the same
 I guess that explains why my phone keeps continuously ringin', people reachin' out
 Before they were deep in doubt
 They didn't think I'd even amount
 To be more than a battle MC with punchlines
 Or rapped over mediocre beats but now it comes time
 For me to explode, shine and get some love
 Like Michael J. Fox, nobody knew how sick I was
 But at the end of the day
 It ain't even about the way I spit
 It's about the bigger names that I'm associated with
 The rap game is nothing more than bullshit and politics
 With shady cats tryin' to squeeze ever dollar out of it
 Now everybody's askin' for favors out of the blue
 But I don't break my neck for anyone outside of my crew
 I used to walk around the club every week feelin' foolish
 Gettin' zero amount of love, tryin' to hustle my music
 And local heads looked at me like I was kidnappin' they shine
 Actin' like it's cool, but I know what's in the back of their minds
 Cause half of the time, little motherfuckers wouldn't speak
 Now they askin' me to rhyme, tryin' to slide me beats
 Now everything changed
 Now everyone's a little more friendlier
 With hidden agendas, you don't think I remember?
 [Chorus] [x2]
 I remember rockin' shows for free, tryin' to sell a CD
 Hand in hand I can't go there again
 I can't forget
 Dealin' with the B.S., yes the bullshit
 When nobody was givin' a damn
 [x2]
 I remember (I remember)
 Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
 I remember (I remember)
 Don't you? (Don't you?)
 M-Phazes. What, what? Illmind. D-minor.
 And Muneshine. Wax Reform y'all
 [Verse Two]
 I'm from a place where local MCs never get applause
 Unless they make music for crunk clubs and titty bars
 So many people think this music biz isn't hard
 So every other dummy got a label or a business card
 You gotta watch these fake Barry Gordy sellin' dreams
 Cause you could sign your life away, they'll walk away with everything
 These clowns need to watch the bullshit they promise people
 Like A&R's with less power than the Amish people
 "I can make you a star!"
 Yeah, right I don't believe you
 "Your album is coming out in March!"
 Man, I'll believe it when I see it
 Leave it to some companies I'll never see the light of day
 But Supa is a business man, regardless, I'll find a way
 And some of y'all are good cats
 But my landlord and baby mom don't wanna hear about my album gettin' pushed back
 I look back
 Learn from my mistakes and keep makin' moves
 April Fools to anybody thinkin' I'ma wait for you
 I've put too much time in it to waste it on people
 And have niggas holdin' me up like K-Swiss sneakers
 I'm faced with deceivers every day on the regular
 The norm
 But I refuse to settle or conform
 I came way too far to let these 15 seconds of fame slip away
 It's the same shit a different day
 And I ain't gon' change son
 What you think, my memory's shot and I forgot where I came from?
 Man
 [Chorus] [x2]
 I remember rockin' shows for free, tryin' to sell a CD
 Hand in hand I can't go there again
 I can't forget
 Dealin' with the B.S., yes the bullshit
 When nobody was givin' a damn
 [Outro]
 What? What? It's like that y'all, uh
 Now, class is over. Dismissed