Young hearts full of art and worry
You don't need to hurry--but you must continue
Do not let the message within you fall on deaf ears
Keep your hands moving 'till the truth appears

You will not be forgotten
Even if you grow rotten through, you still have a truth to speak to
And those who need you to be proof
That they too can still move and make something new

Young hearts full of art and worry
You don't need to hurry--but you must continue
Do not let the message within you fall on deaf ears
Keep your hands moving 'till the truth appears

This is only the start
Of something which never ends or gets less hard
Yet every part will be worth it in moments
When you look back and see how much you've grown into who you are

And the memories blot each page
Demarcations of the ways you've aged
Not all of which you wanted to see
But without each of which you could not be
And even as your heart breaks
Taking tallies of all of the mistakes
You can say, at the very least
You weren't afraid to try and make something

Young hearts full of art and worry
You don't need to hurry--but you must continue
Do not let the message within you fall on deaf ears
Keep your hands moving 'till the truth appears
Embrace the fears and scream them
If the tears are fake, then make me believe them
If the pain is real, inflict it on me
So I can see the world for what it should be

If you can't believe in yourself, then believe in me
Who believes in you, until the day that you can too
And if you need proof that someone needs you
Flood the world with your words 'till the signal cuts back through
And never stop or you will never know
'Cause you cannot grow if you throw in the towel and go home
You must hammer it down to the bone
"This is what I am, and I will be known!"

Young hearts full of art and worry
You don't need to hurry--but you must continue
Do not let the message within you fall on deaf ears
Keep your hands moving 'till the truth appears
You must hammer it down to the bone
"This is what I am, and I will be known!"

We bout to go harder than ever before
Action on every floor
Angles degrees flows, and pros
spittin' prose over pages
the stage is set, so place your bets
On whether we can keep this wet
Outta the bedroom, up from the bedrock
We'll rock the stock sounds outta ya head, flock to
My crib for the assist
If you wanna be a part of something bigger than this
Mothafucka it's lit!

What I spit pull about as much in a month
as what I was worth in Rotten
and gotten more responsibilities attached
to the fact that I got people relying on that
so now there's no lookin' back
I can't act like a goddamn child
feeling mild about my talents--gettin' wild, not givin' up
gotta flex nuts just to stay in the game
when shit gets complicated gotta tame the strange
Gotta stay deranged
And spread the flames to every house
Of every fuckin' challenger who tries to open they mouth
Light it right under they ass if they been sittin around
Call 'em out if they think they get cred for bein underground
if you ain't makin' a sound, then you ain't really a voice
if you shout loud enough then listening stops being a choice
get 'em poppin to that shit in ways they never expect
and I bet they'll say that we is the best