BECOMING A MAN - DIGITAL SINGLE

Discover the poignant journey of PuertoRicanism, who faced the cruel hand of fate with the loss of both parents before adulthood. Join us as we delve into the lyrical narrative of resilience and growth, exploring the trials and triumphs of "Becoming a Man" amidst the vibrant backdrop of the Chicago's streets.

Song: Becoming a Man
Written and performed by P.R.ism - PuertoRicanism
Beat: 3rd son
Label: Chi-Lingual Inc.
Genre: Hip hop - R&B
Type: Lyrical
Language: English
Studio Recording
Original composition
Track Length: 03:45
Profanity free
Artist location: United States - Chicago, Illinois.
℗© Puertoricanism

Verse 1

Reflect on my childhood, steady walking the streets no Jordan's, just Pro-Wings that grace my feet, Hand-me-down clothes, much love to the fam, this was all a path I walked in becoming a man, I became a teenager, high school for division, stepped in, then I bounced, slanging "hubs" on Division (St.) Washtenaw, Campbell, Rockwell and Division, had no father figure, so I had no one to believe in, he.. ..passed away, a grave, at an early age, had to make myself a man, since back-in -the-days, living with my mother, welfare wasn't enough, food stamps, link cards and I stayed on the bus, I lived.. my life fast like I was in a rush, slanged... white powder like it was a gold rush, stacking dough, acting like I didn't know what to do, Streetwise, something that they don't make you in school

CHORUS:

MUSIC - ALLOWED ME TO EXPRESS MYSELF MUSIC - MADE DOUGH, BUT IT WASN'T THE WEALTH THAT MOVED ME - IT WAS THERE WHEN NO ONE COULD HELP MUSIC - THROUGH IT, CONVEYED EMOTIONS I FELT (REPEAT)

VERSE 2

As a young man, turning powder to rock, had a loyal clientele all over the block, almost got locked up, damn near caught by the cops, creeping up the "ONE WAY", I'm snoozing, knowing its "hot" no one to watch my back, I'm 17 and alone, already cold with lyrics and a microphone, dropped crack co-killa, started slinging the "dro", invest in the album, then started banging the "GO", hip hop from the streets that they truly embrace, everyone from the hood recognizing my face, doing local venues and it feels so good, 18, expressing his music the best that he could, made a name for himself and Morlock crew, 6 emcees came down to only 2, one took his own path, I'm still doing my thing accomplishing goals and steady follow my dreams through...

CHORUS:

MUSIC - ALLOWED ME TO EXPRESS MYSELF MUSIC - MADE DOUGH, BUT IT WASN'T THE WEALTH THAT MOVED ME - IT WAS THERE WHEN NO ONE COULD HELP MUSIC - THROUGH IT, CONVEYED EMOTIONS I FELT (REPEAT)