Early Days Lyrics

I lived in Detroit
And I lived in LA
In Houston and Boston
And San Jose
I slept in the Hilton
I slept on the curb
I lived in the cities
And in the suburbs
I was born in the Bronx
19 years ago
My mother was a roadie
For an acid rock show
My old man went to 'Nam
I never saw him alive
And my mother started living
With a guy named Clive

Clive was a con
That was on the lamb
But Clive could
Cut and scratch
And we used to jam
And so at 9 years
I was already rappin'
But that ain't nothin'
Let me tell you
What happened
(ooh... ah)
We jammed all day
And we jammed all night
But the noise from the crowd
Put the neighbors uptight
They showed Clive's picture
On the news one day
The building super
Called the cops
They took old Clive away

But I made every jam
And I just wouldn't stop
'Cause I knew I could
Make my way
Right to the top
I had a friend at school
His name was Fred
Fred was on drugs
And now Fred is dead
(ooh... ah)

All the guys at school liked
Brenda and Sue
They had so many friends
They didn't know what to do
It seems every night
They all got laid
Now them and their friends
They all got AIDS
(ooh... ah)

Meanwhile I'd draw a crowd
Whereever I'd be
To everyone in my school
I was the number 1 MC
In the bathrooms and the halls
And out in the street
We'd rap and jam
Wherever we'd meet
When I was fourteen
My mother moved in with a banker
Fred had plenty of money
But Fred was a wanker
He had sweaty palms
And a nervous glance
And when my mother was away
He tried to get into my pants
They had the... of the night
When I was out rappin'
But that ain't nothin'
Let me tell you what happened
My mother one day
Was taking a nap
And Fred said 'Hey, why don't you
Come sit on my lap?'
I said 'I don't do it with wankers'
He said 'Gimme a chance'
A wanker is a jerk
Whose got his brains in his pants
(ooh... ah)

My mother saw the light
On one fateful day
When Fred was caught in a raid
Where wankers pay to play
They caught him in flagrento
At the Bristol hotel
If you don't know where that's at
You have to ask LL
Meanwhile they were comin'
From miles around
Diggin' my jam
And gettin' down
From number one in the state
To number one in the nation
The deffest the baddest
Number one of creation