[Chorus x2] Still I am trying, making it tying Doing everything just to set the bar higher And even though I'm keeping on sinning I'm rising up and this is only the beginning [Verse 1] Pin 'em with the venom and the rhythm I am going in up to the chair and leave 'em all up speechless Hit 'em all and send 'em all my voice and leave the ruin from the speaker's pair of everyone who impeaches Often don't know how to start my creation when I sit up in my room but nevertheless I know that I will reach as Soon as possible my inspiration and will overcome my gloom because I'm always proud of all my creatures They make me happy when I hear that sound When I feel inside that I finally found Something that I want to do in my life and everyday I'm more sure that I'll never get out Now I'm checking the mic on that battleground Me vs haters and it's only the first round But I don't have to do anything, my rap is enough just to show you what this is about And this is about all of my internal emotions, metaphorically or pure All my thoughts reflected in distorting mirror, but at the same time clear enough to figure Bring it by my larynx, lips and tongue motions, I'm doing it beause music is my cure Cure for my stress, for my life's whole mess and I love it although sometimes I am not sure But when I'm finally ready to write it with the pen and paper I'm composing my track and everything I adjust Because I wanna a**ure myself that when I get up on the mic I spit only the bars that put 'em in the dust Chop it up by my whole body, I must feel it to k** it, that won't work when I attack only just because I must Step into my world, you're invited, listen now 'cause the voice and ba** are about to bust [Chorus x2] [Verse 2] Leaving 'em up in the past when I'm rapping it fast and I'm making it go for the best Overtaking the rest and I'm coming to taking 'em back in the time, in the medieval castle I'm coming to rhyming, attacking 'em and I'ma taking the prime and then breaking 'em up With these syllables, chopping 'em up and now I can definitely put 'em all up in the rest When I come like a missile and making a mess like a snake in the Eden, but now I'ma hit 'em With some of the venom and then I'ma fill 'em all up with a minimum of my rap poison And I'ma not posing, I prefer to whether get better or be good and big now, opposing Now all of the people that wanna insult me and hate on myself and on what I'm composing But I'ma not stopping, I'm chopping and rapping and hopping on rhythm then going on track And I'm thinking of breaking 'em off when I'ma 'bout to get rapid 'Bout to just rap it, record it and wrap it With the instrumental when I try to snap it Convincing my mentality to not live in sin but do something with myself and I chose music Trying to pour my personality on these tracks for next four, eight, twelve years, not refuse it How can I refuse it when I am amused But I'm close to abuse it, so what will be later? What if I'll lose it before I can fuse it all Unable to use it anymore as creator As the syllable generator Lyrical accelerator, velocity regulator But I gather still more reasons for you all to not accuse it For being useless, it's something greater I try to be the originator Bring you the fast, true delivery and succeed Try to make it cold like from refrigerator And hot like lava, want to bring you the heat Indeed, wanna keep ability to travel through my mind At light speed cause that's what I need And I really wanna take it to a whole another level Showing you reality to make myself complete [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] Sit on my chair, another pair Of rhymes is matched and then edged toward snare Who do you stare at? What's your affair? Did you come to laugh at my stuff to impair me Try to scare me? Oh, how dare You say it's faint when you ain't even care? You think this is fair? I must be aware And beware of the hate you invade me with there I know I'm not the best so don't compare Still looking for mistakes though to repair Cause it's only test, it just starts 'Bout to be one of my first parts, I'll do more whatever it takes, I swear Progress is what I declare I want to promise everything I'll bear Not losing my air, I surely won't spare Myself in my music to make it somewhere But how will it be done? What if it won't be anymore fun? What if I'll lose my link with microphone? What if I'll find out I can't bring it on? Whay if I'll get myself thrown, not on throne? What if it won't run through my last neurone What if I'll find that I'm on my own That I'm not the one, make everything gone? Though I'm getting outta my anxiety zone From my own land of doubt and self-hate Finally made this album Although it's 8-track mixtape...it feels great You ask me if I'm into rap? Even more, I'm already in it And you better prepare Cause this is only the beginning... [Chorus x2] [Outro] And I made it I want to thank my family, friends, homies and all of you who noticed me and helped me taking my first steps in this art Shout out to Leach and Trust Tha Touch for being the hearable part of that Shout out to El Kross, Yung Demon, J Battle, K-Fix, Hopshoth, Yung Dro, Mizury, Jason from Hands of Lucifer Productions, Lil Cubano Sin, MC Rice, MistaSL... Shout out to the whole United group, my family, my buddies and all of you who were not mentioned You will never be forgotten Thank you all And remember one thing: This is only the beginning...