Life's Midnight

Imagine a 5 year old, without a doubt in his mind

Where Star Wars was still real; and no mountain's to high

That mountain was blue, my first birthdays residence

And since then, I've made earthquake evidence

See, positive thinking's an actual fact

Way before gangster rap had you packing a gat

I'd watch Breakdance and idol Ozone

Way before you had that bling bling

Way before I puffed the home grown

Rented it so many times, back in Kurrajong heights

I wore out the VHS, imagine long nights

Day after day, I'd let it play, reciting the lines

Try and fathom what I imagined, inside of my mind

Grabbed a dollar off my dad Shabadoo I had it for ya

To save the centre, If I ever made it to California

And then the moment came, my mother said we're going

Jumped on a jumbo and we sailed across the ocean, like

Oh lord, I want to live to life's midnight

And keep running through dark to that dim light

And to the world, I say when I'm humming the blues

If you're coming at me, Then I'm coming at you. x2

My arrival was an eyeful, of everything I thought

My Disneyland dream was everywhere I walked

With that dollar in my pocket, I was on a mission

Deep inside, I knew I'd meet him, I had gone the distance

And on that last day, down Melrose Avenue

2 worlds collided when my eyes saw Shabadoo

There was a crash, so you can capture it accurate

But the accident was no accident, it was actually happening

My mum hit the brakes, I jumped out the car

Ran to an angel, blood pumped through my heart

He showed me his Jag, he took me to his restaurant

Photos signed, B-Boy stance, this is the best of

My memories that I cherish forever

The last time I really remember my parents together

Lifting the movement, they never pictured I'd do it

But I'm a living example and I got the pictures to prove it, so

Oh lord, I want to live to life's midnight

And keep running through dark to that dim light

And to the world, I say when I'm humming the blues

If you're coming at me, Then I'm coming at you. x2

From the back of the yellow bus when PGC brought me new music

Singing and Mimicking what I heard, beat boxing in a blue buik

From Virginia, continue to when Max and I met

With our heads between 2 boom boxes, making tracks on cassettes.

Yeah we were sifting through them singles, searching for some instrumentals

Thirsting how to make 'em, when we learnt that we would be instrumental

Late 90's. back in NZ for a visit

Shit, my cuz gave me Che Fu to be specific

Brainfighta in my head, man it gave me light

Like Rachid giving Izm that X-Men tape that changed his life

And I remember Macka's mother's Joan, calling me on the phone

Telling me to turn on basic equipment and we learnt we weren't alone

And saw that SP and that MP up in Benz or a Beamer

Back when if you were white, you were speaking through the pen of a dreamer

Outkasts, from the farthest depths finding fate

Lay your own track, art express 98', check it

Oh lord, I want to live to life's midnight

And keep running through dark to that dim light

And to the world, I say when I'm humming the blues

If you're coming at me, Then I'm coming at you. x2