The Story

Welcome to the party
The night of your glory
Pour me a glass
Have a blast cause it's on me
That's not the end
It's the beginning of the story

Sit there my brother
Let me tell you
The story of the boy who wasn't supposed to be born
But accidents happen, some are for our good
When my parents found out it was like: Oh, damn!

They wouldn't say it was an accident, unlike
It was an unexpected gift that was given to us
So I worked for about 9 months
And in 2009 you were already my customer

Writing rhymes during English class
Verb to be, trying to be one of the greats
Just wanting a girl and dedicating a song
But apparently I was bad because she said no
It hurt but it's okay
Not everything in life is flowers
Love comes and goes
At least I tried and it brought experience
Now how do I go about recording these lyrics?

I started, filming with a video camera
I didn't even have a microphone, just a sense of rhythm
I recorded the entire track and transferred it to the PC
There was only one chance, it was all in one take

I thought it was good and I created several albums
It took me another 4 years to like what I heard
It wasn't Tupac, nor BIG, the cover was horrible'
Half blind, half genius like Stevie Wonder

But it was still a long way away
Because I didn't have any hits, I didn't even have a microphone
And I remember that not even yesterday on my birthday
My father arrived with a mic just March waters
Closing the summer, I thank my family for all their attention
Because some people told my mother not to leave me on the PC
But these songs nowadays are the reason I can
Buy everything they see

Welcome to the party
The night of your glory
Pour me a glass
Have a blast cause it's on me
That's not the end
It's the beginning of the story

Now I had the gun, the pen and the paper
The cheese and the knife that divides the sky
The lyrics were funny, just jokes like Kenan and Kel
I thought comedy was the way to the trophy

But that microphone was after something
There were so many tracks in one week that it made an album
I sent it to 3 friends and they said they liked it
Too bad the world is not a friend and I was ignored

I left aside
I wasn't born for this
I wanted to marry music
And she didn't want commitment
But I didn't understand
That the alliance was missing
That's when Biffe the kid came
The chosen child
Chopping samurai-like beats on the track
Beat like a John Woo movie
Lots of bullets and smoke in the studio
Like Park Chan Wook
Oh boys, it was payback time!
He was the prodigal son
And the child prodigy
Mafioso like De Niro
Al Pacino sideline
A heavy duo
Sunday movie type
work my son
We never sleep
That's why

When I felt the fire coming the beat made way
I threw everything I had, I didn't keep anything with me
I gave up comedy to talk about my life
Little did I know that was what everyone wanted

That track changed everything, that night became day
Every night I thought about how to win another day
I couldn't miss this chance, because everything was at stake
I tried again and again and again and again and again

And with each release, those who liked it increased
You could see that the effort brought a lot of joy
And today I have everything and I helped those who didn't have it yet
That's why I'm grateful for the few who were there when it wasn't worth it

Welcome to the party
The night of your glory
Pour me a glass
Have a blast cause it's on me
That's not the end
It's the beginning of the story