Verse one:
I leave-my-zone and then I see-the-road in front-of-me
Lots of heavy wind and the sky is looking thundery

Take a decent look and step into the north-direction
And the cunts that doubt me gonna find this track a torture-method
It's my goal, just to leave 'em with a broken-soul

When I $#&@en make it, gonna hang 'em from a rope-of-gold
Hate the cold so I'm gonna go and give-em-blizzard
Try to sort my head, but my head is full of indecision

I got a sticky rhythm killing every millisecond
Killing time before I gotta die but I'll be resurrected
Say I got a %#@!ty flow?I got a better-method

I'm the kinda guy that's gonna die but then I'll get-remembered
Staying at the bottom, when I'm moving up the chain
I'm on top and looking down and pissing on their loveless grave

Fool me once I leave 'em capped like a Heineken
Fool me twice, I cap 'em and I leave 'em on the ice-again


Verse two:
I'm in a movement?the Duck4Cover coalition
Raise, it up and rep it like we're never growing slowly-bitter

I drop a track and other rappers are about-to-hate-it
'Cause I never rap about the money or being loud-and-crazy
I try to be not only deep but also genuine

They rap about their sex life, but they can never get-it-in
There are better-things, when you walk against-the-wind
And not a single limit for the man that puts the effort-in

I don't even need a dollar 'cause I got determination
And I got a spirit made of metal like The Terminator
There are certain haters and they think my words-are-basic

When you get a look through my vision, money turns-to-paper
As I carry on, I got a number of supporters
Got a small amount, trying to get where the sun-is-warmer

It's $#&@en hard-to-make-it, people think they can't-be-rated
Got a master plan, man and I'm not even half-as-faded


Hook:
Movin' up and I couldn't make it soon-enough
Maybe I'm a dreamer, first-person not a lucid-one

The doubters look at me like "$#&@, you shouldn't bother--no"
I got no time to stop-and-show I'm moving up I'm on-the-road