Verse 1:
Good morning world - (it's) time to wake up //
to a brand new day, feeling great - yup! //
that's right, baby, show 'em what you're made of //
and I'm a do the same, put my feelings on the paper //
but before I transcend the limitations //
allow me to send an invitation //
to (all of) my enemies and friends who've been awaiting //
this moment, (I want to) thank you for your patience //
thank you for providing the energy //
that I need to survive in this industry //
forward with a smile 'cause I'm living free //
finally, now that I'm on a winning streak //
you better believe that I've paid my do's //
got caught (up) in the storm but I made it through //
then I came back in my favorite shoes //
now I'm a let 'em talk about it while I make my moves... (C'mon!!)//
Chorus:
This is where the journey starts //
keep on following your hearts //
maybe this is just a dream //
but it's my way of living free //
if this is where the story ends //
I have no regrets my friend //
maybe this is just a dream //
but it's my way of living free... //
Verse 2:
True story - You see, I went from the stoop to the stage //
stepped up, grabbed the mike and it blew 'em away //
exceeded every expectation that they had //
prejudiced fools with their heads in the sand //
were forced to wake up to a new beginning //
of unchained melodies, moving rhythms //
and a star shining to fill the vacancy //
in the hearts of the people, it's plain to see //
that I've got my own plans and ambitions //
not sure what they are, but a man on a mission //
nontheless, always handling my business //
never going to quit... Now can I get a witness? //
nowadays I just lock and load //
and I'm a chase that bread 'til my pocket's full //
they told me everything I wanted was impossible //
but I just kept dreaming of rock'n'roll. Let's go!... //
Chorus.
Bridge:
I'ma do my thang thang - I'ma do my thang... //
Verse 3:
Just when you got sick at the thought of rap //
I came back with something sick and I brought it back //
in the days, took you back to the days of cooking rap //
stumble down a crooked path, forward without looking back //
please support an endangered species //
of hungry artists and play the CD //
take it all in, sit back, let it marinate //
beautiful fairytale told from the barricades //
beautiful fairytale told from the barricades... //