I got a good name
First name came from my father's first baby brother
He wasn't the same, they would call him strange
Back in the day, gay was a death wish
But he was true to himself, went West quick
Out to Cali he was happy with where he was headed
But this is Cali in the 80's Aids epidemic
Though I never met him, I know he watching from Heaven
He was the 4th of 7, reason why they call me Kevin
See my last name Miner, but that's half the story
I'ma break it down quick like a 4.4 40
I got my hustle from my grandma, that's Mrs. Zatorski
From the South side homie 24th and Oakley
Sitting on a stoop eating gnocchi
Met my grandpa at a church, probably took her for perogies
Said her father didn't like that he was Polish
Kept it low-key like the OG that she was
Skipped a scholarship, went and pushed a sponge
Just so she could pay the rent, ever penny well spent
When I hear that story, that's that shit that keep me hell bent
I'm a man up on a mission like grandma up in the kitchen
Commitment to ambition embedded in our tradition
That's why I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
'Cuz my real name got back pain carrying the family legacy
Blood don't make you family, I confess
Got a couple cousins I ain't ever met
Got a couple brothers living on the West
Keep 'em close to my chest like I'm pumpin' reps
Different cities but we reppin' the same
The same rules, same stripes like a ref in the game
Different stories as a shorty, but we felt the same pain
All them winters in Chicago put the ice in our veins
But I got caught up in the mix, quickly shipped down South
12 months in that halfway house
20 dudes cooped up, shit I had my doubts
But met my dog up in the kennel and we both made it out
Shout out to my day one
Hey son, if you low on money we gon' make some
If you in a jam, better bet that i won't say none
Play dumb
Know that boy your partner when you pray for 'em
Loyalty, it's a 7 letter word
With a simple definition, it's how you define worth
So my homie play my music like he singing in church
Praise my name on the block for anyone that ain't heard
That's why I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
'Cuz my real name got back pain carrying the family legacy
Kevin Miner - Rap Name Lyrics
Kevin Miner - Rap Name Lyrics
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I got a good name
First name came from my father's first baby brother
He wasn't the same, they would call him strange
Back in the day, gay was a death wish
But he was true to himself, went West quick
Out to Cali he was happy with where he was headed
But this is Cali in the 80's Aids epidemic
Though I never met him, I know he watching from Heaven
He was the 4th of 7, reason why they call me Kevin
See my last name Miner, but that's half the story
I'ma break it down quick like a 4.4 40
I got my hustle from my grandma, that's Mrs. Zatorski
From the South side homie 24th and Oakley
Sitting on a stoop eating gnocchi
Met my grandpa at a church, probably took her for perogies
Said her father didn't like that he was Polish
Kept it low-key like the OG that she was
Skipped a scholarship, went and pushed a sponge
Just so she could pay the rent, ever penny well spent
When I hear that story, that's that shit that keep me hell bent
I'm a man up on a mission like grandma up in the kitchen
Commitment to ambition embedded in our tradition
That's why I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
'Cuz my real name got back pain carrying the family legacy
Blood don't make you family, I confess
Got a couple cousins I ain't ever met
Got a couple brothers living on the West
Keep 'em close to my chest like I'm pumpin' reps
Different cities but we reppin' the same
The same rules, same stripes like a ref in the game
Different stories as a shorty, but we felt the same pain
All them winters in Chicago put the ice in our veins
But I got caught up in the mix, quickly shipped down South
12 months in that halfway house
20 dudes cooped up, shit I had my doubts
But met my dog up in the kennel and we both made it out
Shout out to my day one
Hey son, if you low on money we gon' make some
If you in a jam, better bet that i won't say none
Play dumb
Know that boy your partner when you pray for 'em
Loyalty, it's a 7 letter word
With a simple definition, it's how you define worth
So my homie play my music like he singing in church
Praise my name on the block for anyone that ain't heard
That's why I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
'Cuz my real name got back pain carrying the family legacy
First name came from my father's first baby brother
He wasn't the same, they would call him strange
Back in the day, gay was a death wish
But he was true to himself, went West quick
Out to Cali he was happy with where he was headed
But this is Cali in the 80's Aids epidemic
Though I never met him, I know he watching from Heaven
He was the 4th of 7, reason why they call me Kevin
See my last name Miner, but that's half the story
I'ma break it down quick like a 4.4 40
I got my hustle from my grandma, that's Mrs. Zatorski
From the South side homie 24th and Oakley
Sitting on a stoop eating gnocchi
Met my grandpa at a church, probably took her for perogies
Said her father didn't like that he was Polish
Kept it low-key like the OG that she was
Skipped a scholarship, went and pushed a sponge
Just so she could pay the rent, ever penny well spent
When I hear that story, that's that shit that keep me hell bent
I'm a man up on a mission like grandma up in the kitchen
Commitment to ambition embedded in our tradition
That's why I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
'Cuz my real name got back pain carrying the family legacy
Blood don't make you family, I confess
Got a couple cousins I ain't ever met
Got a couple brothers living on the West
Keep 'em close to my chest like I'm pumpin' reps
Different cities but we reppin' the same
The same rules, same stripes like a ref in the game
Different stories as a shorty, but we felt the same pain
All them winters in Chicago put the ice in our veins
But I got caught up in the mix, quickly shipped down South
12 months in that halfway house
20 dudes cooped up, shit I had my doubts
But met my dog up in the kennel and we both made it out
Shout out to my day one
Hey son, if you low on money we gon' make some
If you in a jam, better bet that i won't say none
Play dumb
Know that boy your partner when you pray for 'em
Loyalty, it's a 7 letter word
With a simple definition, it's how you define worth
So my homie play my music like he singing in church
Praise my name on the block for anyone that ain't heard
That's why I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
I don't need no rap name
'Cuz my real name got back pain carrying the family legacy
Writer: Kevin Miner
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