It's my time so these clowns better be gone
It's about time they went the f** back home
And ears opened up to what I have to say
Sayonara to them, to you I say namaste
Cause when I grab a mic you all agree that the sh** goes crazy
But the one's who's on top are close minded as f** and don't wanna hear what I got to say
But I'mma force my way into being heard
Someone's gonna hear my words
My ideas that exist within my world
I want them to exist everywhere else
It's about time I stopped keeping them to myself
It's crazy that people with an audience
Use their voice to speak f**ing nonsense
Or just to brag
It makes me mad
Music's about transmitting an emotion
A feeling
Not about talking so that through your mouth you are sh**ting
Every time I hear their CD I'm like who the f** finds this appealing
It's an act they just kidding
They kneeling to a God they don't believe in
Now that I'm spitting, I promess to always keep my sh** living
Meaning that my lyrics are always gonna have a heart that's beating
Do it for the rush like speeding, never for the money like stealing
I'll never say that I'm k**ing, cause I want to keep the sh** living
So I'll say that I'm healing
When I'm only trying to heal
But I kid myself so I think it's real
I worry cause I care
About this beautiful world
Being turned to sh** by people with power they don't deserve
Man it gets in my nerves…
But that anger is the power that lights my soul
And it won't stop accumulating till I go out of control
And I'm in a f**ing roll
But I don't know what to use it for
I scare myself cause I'm becoming crazy and cold
But I just don't know what to believe in anymore
Except this flame in my chest
That tells me that I'm different than the rest
People only know me from the surface
But in the interior I have a surplus
Of ideas, that make me think that I have a purpose
And that it is real
But I feel, that I'm gonna have to deal
With bullsh** through my whole life
No matter how hard I try
Everything I do might end up being a lie
So how do I go on?
Knowing that everything I've done
And everything I might do later on
Might have no impact
I'll tell you how I'll do that
I'll go on knowing I have the heart
To force my way, and my voice might be heard
I know it sounds absurd
But without this thought I'll be nothing
So I'll keep this notion
And just hope I'm able to transmit my emotions
And maybe they'll build up in other people
Cause maybe I do have equals
I hope in some time things aren't the same
I hope all of this wasn't in vain