Well it's Martin Luther King Day and I intend to get that money so I'm gonna start.
Don't mess with what you can't handle fool
You're gonna start sweatin' you can't keep your cool
You're standin' in front of the crowd waitin' for your spittin'
But you can't get it out, what's down in there hittin'?
You wanna let all those crowdies see how much you can rhyme
But in your head, the time bomb's tickin, man there's no more time
You feel the sweat runnin' quickly down the side of your cheek
You wish you could give all those rhymes a twick and a tweak
The vision's in yo' head are showin' you as a star
But if you can't accomplish this, my dawg, you won't go far
The ladder's much longer then your mind will invision
And to step the next step, dawg, that's your decision
The glory's so close, it's so close you can taste it
But if you won't stop foolin, then you're gonna go waste it
If you won't stop runnin, then you'll trip on the rock
You wanna go back, but you ain't got nothin in stock
To start rappin'
And they clappin'
And the pro's like "What's happnin'"
And if you won't try your shot at the fortune and fame
Then your past is gonna be what your daughter will blame
So step out, take a shout, don't let it run out
Just let it go smooth right out of your mouth
and say
"I'm the person who'll change your world
I'll be the idol for your boys and girls
I'll show you people what you're gonna see
I'm gonna show the world, dawgz, who I be"
