verse 1
i'm the ultimate emcee...with raw and quick speed
my jaws are blitzing...the offense is trembling
my talent is unseen...unmatched lyrically
fact is i'm sickening...elevating steadily
people fail to see the truth...it's hell getting through
i'm here telling you...selling yourself to the devil
seldom helps the seller too...never be gullible
i have trust in myself to...end up successful
i put my best foot forward...success is soaring
when i'm recording...it rains from brainstorming
the strain is so enormous...and pain's worse than torment
going insane from torture...a slave to this culture
trying to tame this hunger...blades in my stomach
staying with hip-hop...until my grave is coming
my name means nothing...a face amongst the world
i can't put it in words...so fuck the amateurs
verse 2
fuck claiming to keep it real...and fakin' to get a deal
you don't have any appeal...if your aim's half-a-mill
and you basically lackin' skill...i'm angry enough to kill
until my veins erupt and spill...deranged is what i feel
and still i struggle and strive...it's like i'm nothing inside
i'm just a nobody...and i've got nothing to hide
all i got is my rhyme...a soundcard and some time
this microphone of mine...and the urge to know why
what, when, where and how...i'm scared to strike out
it's like the limelight...casts this shadow of doubt
i wanna just stand and shout...my voice amped so loud
i'll panic the crowd...until they ransack the house
hands cover their mouth...they're at a loss for words
no adjectives or verbs...i know it sounds absurd
takes great amounts of nerves...i got lots to learn
yeah i am mature...but still fuck the amateurs
