Musically inclined, but every time I tried I was pushed to the side
And always was declined
I did it on my own, didn't pick up the phone
Just .... in my mic, and my mind in the zone
I let these words flow so freely like a river
My flow's so cold like Alaska in December
As I sipped on Monsters, I let the beats play
Thinkin' of my plans in advance, like a chest game
I could see my future coming, like a truck with it's high beams
2010's best new artist is what I'm claiming
Got the skills and the mind state to do something great
These boys so winded, I'm runin' at my own pace
I'm upliftin' spirits, my lyrics they feel it
Descriptions to the T, my visions been depicted
They understand now, people start to listen
They all bitin' my hooks, like I'm out here fishin'
I swear man this business, can change you in an instant
Chew you up and spit you out
If you're not consistent
I stay with my humble roots, didn't change for anyone
They screaming "AYE" at my punchin' lines,like they Canadian
Hit 'em from the bling side, they never saw me comin'
Music done with you, you're officially redundant
It's time for a new class of heroes to emerge
And if they hate the facts, that s*** is for the birds
I'm flyer than the birds, chillin' on the atmosphere
I'm not scared to lose, failure doesn't equal fear
You'll never know unless you try, it's been one hell of a ride
Some turned they back, while others stayed by my side
Now the doubters see exactly what I can do
Got these girls hoppin' down under, like a kangaroo
I'm winnin' cause I'm so close to the finish line
I'm good at what I do, and this ain't even at my prime
Artist: Martina Mcbride
Artist: Jack Ingram