I like to talk
I like to sing
I like to walk
I like to drink.

I get going when the going tries to go
When all is said and done, and every one says NO.
I get it, just then
And I realize I'm here to win.
I put on the jets
It all begins to soar
I grab my best, and beg for more.

What if I go hungry today?
I could feed an army with what tomorrow will bring.

What kind of phoney prideis this you call it?
Wait until your passion shows it.
Get ready
Because right not is the time
Not toMorrow, not yesterday
But something that's mine.
I own a little picece
Of
History.