its been along time since i sold my sole hit that yay lost controll spun around in addiction and consumed by pain diggin rock bottom till i broke that chain no more being homless sleeping in these streets my ticket to the top was in these beets now im climbing up that status latter rung by rung hand over hand and thumb over thumb keep my perserveriance cause my vision is clear the things that i want are the things that i fear dedication is what most individuals lack till i come up to the top and pick up the slack a broken home makes me staticticly misfit ten long years is what it took to dismiss it my stereo type mounts massive frustration ya know the sounds that you here well there only vibrations
(chorus)
gotta make it to the top gotta pick up the pace shoot for the moon to make it to outer space step by step leaving heavy tracks behind marching all the way to the top until the world is mine
gotta make it to the top gotta pick up ther pace shoot for the moon to make it to outer space step by step leaving heavy tracks behind marching all the way untill the world is mine
(verse 2)
ive had my fair share of tribulations and trials lots of laughs sobbs crys and smiles almost all of my destruction was self induced lots of times i thought id tie my own noose consuming lots of toxins that drove me insane turned my back on life and showed no shame like a deamon rising up from the ashes of doom i pool up all my anger and howl at the moon picking away at frustrations like the scabbs of night chains of critiscism holding me tight doubts push the envelope untill i want to explode murmers stack the shelf with a skeptical load i still keep pushing forward digging in my heels wont fall back into disapointment i know how it feels thinking to my self is it worth all the sleepless nights ask me that later when im standing in the spotlights
(chours)