I got the beats, got the juice, I got a story for the news
I got my soul to sell - yeah

I got the rhymes, got the fame but not a [bad word] ounce of shame
I'm going straight to [bad word] - yeah

Turn and face the changes
there's a world of things that you don't know

All the new and strange feelings
there's a world outside, waiting there for you

I got the style, bad to the bone, I'm just another [bad word] clone
of the popular ideal - yeah

I am rich and I'm hot, I am everything that you're not
but none of this is real - yeah

Turn and face the changes
there's a world of things that you don't know

All the new and strange feelings
there's a world outside, waiting there for you

There is a message here for you but the signal is breaking up
There is a message here for you but the throughput is not enough

Written [bad word] by:  Sascha Konietzko, Tim Skold