Words always beat like a drum in my brain. Every laugh and scream layered in perfect harmony. I always knew I'd spend my whole life hearing the voices on the street like a song. And that street, and that song became my home for a while. I went at it alone... I crawled inside the kickdrum in the belly of the New York City subway. I spent hours and days searching the faces in the crowd for answers. I found my name in the signs and my motivation in the lights. I filled my chest with the colors, and sounds, and stories I collected. And then one day... My pen hit the paper. My fingers sliced by strings. My lips brushed the microphone. And I exploded. Soak up the richness around you, every detail. And never give in. And maybe one day, you'll explode too. Be a King.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
