not like before

not like before

we're gonna tell a little story

it's about me

about he

about we

not like before

yeah yeah

take me back

the owls

man i only went to school to sell weed at lunch time

two gurners on the tarmac

crushed up fine

losing my mind

sniffing lines. no attendant sign

made the habit mine of any drug i could find

all i knew about was crime until i dropped a few shrooms

made a few tunes

me and bva coming real soon

and then it dropped

and nobody listened

lost but not forgotten was the beginning of this mission

i used to be living on the floor with freddy t

one of the reasons for the malnourished leaf that you see

he gave me the pc

i used to make the beats 'for this cd

got passed the torch from is and cool g

much respect for that

and highfocus is the future

z

i've got your back

no shotty in my backpack!

got my queen

no need to chase rat

your behind

while i slowly take over the map

wheres the owls at? ah!

many things have changed since the old school days

runnin' 'round on train tracks

sprayin up the trains

picking up an eighth bag to blaze it in a day

now i smoke a little less

but its indie kush haze

i'll take you back for a lesson

way back to the brixton mass' open mic sessions

avarice spotted me

thought that i was reppin'

then we met a little later at the speakers road in mecka

he took me to a studio in queens road peckham

recorded force fed imagery it seemed that it was destined

i ain't seen him in a couple years

but cause hes still my bredrin

can't forget about the man who put you in for a second

like verb t

certified g the mic veteran. runone

blessed me with beats from his collection

got mad nice on the decks at every damn event son

whores and cash

have your back

we rinse up the shows n' that

supported r.a the rugged-man. that was classic fact

reminisce reminisce. remember lacing tunes with' chemo up in brixton lab

then he moved it down to white chapel place. was nang

late nights was rammed

man it went to plan

since then i'm high-focused on the prison fam

make music move units stay reppin' that

make music move units stay reppin' that

at school i never used to go and stay at home high

that stoned in zone guy

the same and you know why

then college

i wasn't really concerned with that

mainly went to sell ten pound sacks

and chase rats

dropped out and went back

but i still wasn't focused

started rappin' on beats about how we be the brokest

for lost but not forgotten then there was world war three

then the war ended and we still hadn't dropped the cd

but now things are different cause kids still pump and listen

to the cd that we give them three years ago on the mission

still leave the page written

hit the stage with our spitten

got a contract and learnt how to make our shit thicker

cleared our own path like a snowplow

gained the know how on how to get exactly where we want

and never go down

and now we're that storm on your horizon

with more tracks laid down than a fifty year old whore

that's still riding

yo it started back

when i heard slick rick and doug e. fresh

i was eight used to play the vinyl when i dub cassettes

i spent my teen years weeded out past high

with gang starr wu-tang tribe and the pharcyde

i can't lie

i was shy hittin open mics as a kid

but the studio i was smashin it

i had my first record out i was eighteen

touring with phi life cypher for that was like a day dream

shedded my innocence then started to grow wise

grow flow wise i hooked up with low-life

got some guidance and applied it

had confidence

with kashmere and ghost toured the country and the continent

but still i had to keep a nine to five to keep the bills paid

and quit the weed just to try and keep my mind alive

sixteen bars is not enough time to write my entire life

this is just one installment

now i'm a proud father

grown responsible

learnt over years hate kills love conquers all

so i look to the future after steppin' back

make music move units stay reppin' that

make music move units stay reppin' that