(Verse 1)
I write lyrics in braille so you can feel what I'm sayin', let it bump as the disc spins like a wheel when it's playin', my flow is gold, my rappin's platinum, my rhymin's diamond, but the cash ain't happenin', which must mean that I do it for the love, I stay sober, but the music is a drug, because hip hop is like Cupid with a gun, aimed right at me, shootin' at my lungs, so I breathe it all in like O2, hopin' that what I spit might go through, and find an audience, 'cause I'm on some other shit, but it's out of this world, so I'm like the mother ship, beamin' 'em up to it, probin' their minds, I'm a rapper, I'm an emcee, I'm a poet who rhymes, a lyricist whose spirit is exposed in his lines, I'm not a poser, I've been chosen with songs composed in my prime
(Chorus)
You know the game, man, this is the game plan, forget the race, man, I'm all about creatin', hip hop, nonstop, when I'm makin', somethin' hot, this is not for the fakes, man, this is real, guy, you know the deal, right, I make 'em feel like this shit's real nice, real nice
(Verse 2)
Because I, am, so excited, I've been known to write it in ash once the pencil's ignited, spittin' flames like a radioactive Godzilla, 'cause most radio rap is pop filler, but me, I'm rap's Mulder, the truth is out there to find in mass culture, hip hop has globalized, it's opened eyes, who knows what lies ahead before the finals act's over, but so many artists today deserve the fast forward, people can't wait until their rap's over, a bunch o' bad notes heard, those dudes are all the same, like a Jewish holiday, they get passed over, but if I can attain it, the blessed success of the famous, and make a break into the big time, I'll change it, for the better, forever, and never look back over my shoulder ever again, and catch what that hope's worth