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Fresh I - How We Met
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After listening to hip hop for a hot minute, I decided to record some tracks and see what comes out. It's pure entertainment.
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #1,564
Peak in subgenre #732
Author
Fresh I
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December 20, 2004
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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How We Met Verse1: June 20th 1985, the birth of a fresh child Parents holding me with pride, releasing smiles I was alive, and that is how it all began Imagine Fresh being small back then Living in Bosnia, 'till the civil war was in Wasn't supposed to win so we planned to leave Gunshots, people dying I was scared to sleep It was plain to see we need a new destination Hiding out with no food searching for a nation Daddy on the run cause soldiers chased him Different races divided, created enemies We got papers to flee as legal refugees Eighty people next to me on a bus, they too trife Destination Germany, had to start a new life Support from uncle and aunt, they were too nice Seeing new light at the end of the tunnel Experiencing the troubles, a beautiful struggle Parents working a double shift, needed a lift Facing changes, adapting to everything swift Living in one room with two beds, that was it But we never quit, at times I wanted to jet Escape those wack times that I'll never forget But in the end freedom was the gift, Yeah uh freedom was the gift Chourus:2x This is how we met, me and hip hop Time is running out going tic toc Gotta use every second, gotta make it fast Gotta do a new record, gotta make it last Verse2: After a while we got used to the new lifestyle Moved to a small apartment glad to be alive We survived but many that stayed got killed While our life was getting better and going up hill I got to chill, having flashbacks of the past Reflecting back cause unforgettable memories last Life got nice and moved fast, next I met a few homies Hip Hop is what they showed me So slowly me and rap met through the music Right away I grabbed a mic wanting to use it All I knew is that I needed much more practice Pure wackness, so I switched to tag and breaking Skill lacking, but at least life was improving Five years passed, once again we considered moving Choosing to go back or to the states We would've stayed but the government said no way It's a shame, we were forced back cause the war finished Almost every refugee friend diminished Applied for the citizenship but couldn't get it Once again pure chaos and we was in it So we did it, came to the states saw an advantage To get in tact with hip hop and learn the language Went to ill from average, improved my skill Wiping out gimmicks, became smooth n real All around skill like Oscar Robertson From tagging to killing fakes with my arsenal Stories or battle raps where I’m tossing ‘em A fresh breeze from Oregon and Washington Chourus:2x This is how we met, me and hip hop Time is running out going tic toc Gotta use every second, gotta make it fast Gotta do a new record, gotta make it last
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