| Fame, do I not deserve it, cause with girls I would rather see I’m working in | 
| the work, yea | 
| Pain, do I gotta feel it, cause instead of talking ‘bout it I will not reveal | 
| it, yes | 
| I think it’s time to do it my way, they told me sell out, black Friday | 
| But I don’t really give a fuck how you feel | 
| I’m in the great depression cause I ain’t got a new deal | 
| And yes I lost a couple friends, like Joey | 
| They turn around and tell me that, they don’t even know me | 
| So if I’m not featured on your favorite blog or website | 
| Integrity I have left, will help me keep my head right. | 
| Chasing Pavements excerpts… | 
| I’m gonna make it, I swear this my destiny | 
| I’m gonna make it, I just can’t find the recipe | 
| Shoulda' listened four years back, my girl question’d me | 
| Didn’t understand the lesson plan, she was testing me | 
| The weaponry, of, my mind | 
| I swear that in this life, well, I’m, behind | 
| I swear it’s hard to find, that of, my kind | 
| So sit back and recline, as my vocal chords unwind, as I, climb | 
| Higher than I’ve ever been, why you keep fighting mother fucker if you never win | 
| Yeah, is this time that I’m wasting, is this paper that I’m chasing. | 
| yeah | 
| Should I keep working on it, or give this shit up | 
| Sometimes its like, idk | 
| But I’m not | 
| Yeah, Hendersin, No Rhyme or Reason. |