Yeah, Yeah, Let's go!! êmãlîståír came from a long way to the studio ah "Listen up y'all I got a story to tell 'Bout a life I lived and the streets I dwell Grew up in the hood where the struggle's real Mama worked hard but the ends never feel I had to grind from a youngin' to make a meal Saw my friends fall off and it was all too real But I kept my head up and never did yield 'Cause I knew I had a purpose and a dream to seal I started rapping in the basement, just me and my team We made music to escape the pain and the scream Of the streets, of the system, of the chains that bind We used our words to break free and unwind Now I'm here, spitting bars like a machine Leaving haters in the dust, like a bad dream My flow's on fire, my rhymes are so mean I'm the king of the game, and I'm here to be seen I won't stop until I reach the top Until my name is known and my voice is pop I'll keep grinding, keep climbing, keep pushing the limit 'Cause I know what it means to be hungry and to feel it So listen up y'all, I hope you understand The struggle, the pain, the hustle, the grind, the plan I'm just trying to make it out, to make a name To leave a mark on the game and bring home the fame" Yeah, It's me êmãlîståír, it's me êmãlîståír,