Everyone Wants to Be an Emcee... (Throwback)

As we all know I consider myself a music connoisseur, and especially when it comes to hip hop.. I feel like what i listen to is what the world should be listening to, because what I listen to is good and what you listen to is probably bad.. unless you listen to what i listen to then I think you are cool and the shit and will want to hang out with you forever.. Whats funny is what I listen to is what my bro - in - law told me to listen to so in essence what I listen to is what my bro in law told me to listen to so you should all listen to what he says to listen to got it? the crazy part is there was a time like in all hip hop heads lives where I thought I could be an emcee.. It was in 9th grade and I was really into hip hop at that time especially boot camp , wu tang, dre, mobb deep, and gritty ish like that.. I thought I was hard as hell cause I was from ny and seen some things... So one day in Mr Thomas's class I wrote my first song.. yea man a whole song 40 bars with a chorus and all.. It was very "Phone Tap" by the Firm type.. i was recounting a convo i imagined having about drug deals and robberies I was involved in.. It was hard.. It was ill.. everyone I showed it to said so.. they all liked it.. Malachi if reading this should co-sign.. I saved that paper forever I never attempted another song but would write rhymes all the time.. thinking that one day I could kick some and be really ill.. So by my junior year in hs.. this piece of paper was so worn it was like tissue paper but i kept it in my journal and looked at it often.. thinking of my genius and how nice i could be if I tried.. At this time my friends and surroundings were completely different I wasnt in Port anymore.. I was in the middle of suburbia and around people who listened to either bullshit or rock no in b/w and most of them listened to a mix of the two... I was still above the influence.. So one day i had my house to myself for the first time it was the summer in b/w 10th and 11th and I had my friends over well just two.. and told them of my emcee dreams.. so they said if I was gonna be one I should start spitting and rhyming... so i said cool and went up and got my vaunted rhyme the one that was gonna help me blow up.. I kicked it and half way through they began to laugh and said it was trash.. I havent seen that song since.. nor have i written another song.. nor have I really tried to rhyme.. I started to make beats, I started to listen to rock.. I fell out of love with hip hop.. the next three years I became someone else.. well anyway I realized my draw to hip hop was the ability to express yourself.. the ability to feel special.. and once i felt like I couldnt role i gave up.. so im back.. well not really more so Im back to just writing.. expressing my imagination on paper and seeing where it takes me.. Ill never be ice cube though.. damn........