[Verse 1:YourFavouriteShady]
I'm sick of the critics always talking trash
I'm sick of the haters trying to bring me down fast
I'm done with the doubters, it's my time to shine
I'll spit these rhymes with a fury that's divine
You better believe it, I'm a rap superstar
So come at me little bitches,I'm down to spar

Jaws like a snake,spitting venom in these bars, and I won't stop until I win
I won't be held back by the critics and the haters who pretend
I'll let this pen and pad take over the rhyme
And I'll show the world what it means to truly shine
I won't back down, I won't give in
I'll keep rapping and spitting these rhymes, again and again

[Chorus:YourFavouriteShady]
I'm spitting fire on the track
Bringing the heat, never looking back
I'll try to keep spitting, as long as I can
Making the world move with the beat of my hand
I'm a rapper, and I'm here to stay
Bringing the heat, every single day

[Verse 2:???]
I take a deep breath, let the anger subside
Focusing my thoughts and letting my emotions collide
I bring a new flow, smooth like a summer breeze
Letting the words come, and let my talent seize
I bring a new style, one you've never seen before
And I'll keep rapping until my rhymes are heard by more
I'm cutting back on this diss rap crap,the savage attacks, time to bring something new
I'm not just a rapper, I'm an artist, and my skills are overdue
I wanna try something new,rapping with positivity
I want my rhymes to inspire and bring happiness to humanity
I'm more than just bars and beats, I'm a voice for change
And I won't stop until the world knows my name

[Chorus:YourFavouriteShady]
I'm spitting fire on the track
Bringing the heat, never looking back
I'll try to keep spitting, as long as I can
Making the world move with the beat of my hand
I'm a rap superstar, and I'm here to stay
Bringing the heat, every single day

[Verse 3:YourFavouriteShady]
I look back at all the raps I've written before
I see the flaws and all the mistakes I've made in store
I try to be better, to reach the top of the game
But it seems no matter what, I'm never quite the same

I pour my heart out in every line I write
But in my eyes, my raps are never good enough, it's not right
I pour my soul into every line I write
But it always feels like I'm hitting the mark
Til I go back to the empty room I write in, take a step back and reread, and pick all the shit apart
Go through it thinking "This shit is garbage"
I know I have the talent, but it's hard to see
And I can't help but wonder, will my rhymes ever be?