Chorus: Ace One
I must be pure hip hop to the core
I must be hungry feed me more
I must be the man to protect my own
I must be the architect to build my home...LOUIS!

Verse 1: WhoisLouis
I'm on the clock from 6A to 6P-M
Trying to break free from the chains that caged me in
We all united in struggle - that's how I made these friends
Fellow gladiators stumping bloody out the stadium
Attacking radio-activity with radium
While most spit bars we're too busy raising them
Trying to travel through the universe infinity
Just to taste the wind, that's knowledge like deep breaths so take it in
Every end begins illuminated in your optical sense
Discovery will radiate from where that thought will stem
I put in work for you...I put in work for me...yeah I planted that seed
Now let it cultivate and grow, but hold the great
Get control of the emotions that will build and culminate
Find the diamond in the rough and set the cold a-blaze
Created out the dark throw in flames

Chorus: Ace One
I must be pure hip hop to the core
I must be hungry feed me more
I must be the realest to rocking the microphone
I must be illest when my minds in the song...SKITTZ!

Verse 2: Skittz
One scratch...will not settle the urge
I must sooth, get into the groove..and then purge
Release this, hunger for your vibe, it increases
Scribe on the line, itemize, let the beast rest
Thirsty in a dry land, reaching out for hands
Sitting not allowed..not a ceiling or a box
Stand up and be a true fan
Oscillation, paranormal blowing life through the mic stand
It's refreshing to the artists, it's hot in the booth
Cool down the sugar, satisfy your sweet tooth
Every passager is entitled to hustle
But capturing the essence is must do to bust through
See I try to be helpful
Self full of love, never looking for vengeful...ways to set you back
Most would rather choose to drink the potion
Than never learn to swim and risk and drowning in the ocean

Chorus: Ace One
I must be pure hip hop to the core
I must be hungry feed me more
I must be in it for the long haul strong
I must be on let em feel my song...LONE!

Verse 3: LONEgevity
When the final doorway opens and I'm judged on my worth
First thing that I'ma ask is where's the booze and the skirts
Yet, thanks for my earth and... thanks or the hurt
Cause without that pain I would've failed after birth
But I lived through the struggle like most people do
And I grew into a man that most people knew...as
Soft spoken, honest, good to his word and modest
The flock he wasn't a part of, he thought for himself his wallet
Was less important than dreams
And green was the root of most problems that we see, but see
It must be... something different in the way that I think
Cause luck doesn't exist...in the present or future without a suture
You got to cut way into the place that you want
Cause no matter your age you gotta know what you want
You can say what you feel and you can even say it twice
But you got to be confident in YOU and live for your life