Real Life Part 1 & 2

[Verse 1]

I'm on a promo run in '97

Jewelz tour

My man Big E and Ogee

And Corleone

I recall it so vivid like it was yesterday

Another story etched on my résumé

Out in Germany

The first week I was sick with the flu

Yet I made it through

Sipping Remy Ma, scarf round my throat

Putting Vix vapor rub up my nose

Popping aspirins tryna get rest between shows

All this travelling, this cold really taking it's toll

Wishing I was back home

Getting my relax on

But it's the life of an artist you know

I wouldn't trade this for nothing in this world

Writing songs took me all around the world

Before the internet and blogs were the in thing

And search engines could pinpoint what was trending

Was no other way to show face

Except on TV, or videos on BET

Everything back then was hands on

Now I'm on the laptop renewing my passport

Me and L at the radio stations

On the same tour we met Phat Phillie from Croatia

For a last minute booking out in Zagreb to do a show

That was my last run with Corleone

All of a sudden everything changed

In the blink of an eye who's to blame?

For a long time shit was never the same

Me and the crew felt the strain

Dark clouds, preventing us from shining

Soon after's when I came up with the bright idea

To call myself Starchild

To boost my ego in a way, so what now?

[Interlude]

"Let me call this nigga man"

*Phone ringing*

"Hello, we are not available right now. Please leave your name and phone number after the beep and we'll return your call"

[Transition into Part 2]

"Yo L, when you get this message call me back. I'm not in the lab no more I'm breaking out, I'm going home man. So hit me when you get this message alright? Peace"

[Verse]

I blocked out time, up in D&D

I had an idea for a collab with L

I'm a couple hours in peace to Dave and Doug

Thanks to Preem' my rates are low

And L's a no show

I page you, but his cell rang out

Now I'm getting pissed

'Cos I keep getting his voicemail

So now I break out, on my way back

Through the Midtown Tunnel back to Crown Heights

Bumping my system with the CNN's War Report

Make it home, found a spot

Parked my car, go inside

See my shorty with tears in her eyes

Ask her what's wrong

She told me Show just called

And said "L's gone"