They'd asked me to learn how to fly But I Let my soul do this I was catching the winds I've changed a lot since I rescued myself once But after a couple of wins I sank again many times Actually I was born for making up rhymes And now I got to sacrifice So I'm stuck eventually In a routine of everyday lias Gotta learn Gotta know Gotta score Gotta find out and go But I want to be the host of my own show To burn the system, to break the law Be the host of my life In my heart there is a knife So I am giving a high five to those Who plunged it in there Thanks to them Now I feel pain everywhere But I don't want to complain I just want the rain stop And I just want the noisy ones To shut the fuck up Anyway this Doesn't matter now All of us have to exist And to make the fist There are many things on a list So stand up at least And stop taking a rest Finish it Give it up Put it off for a while Feel my freestyle Of being Catch the sound I am giving Hate me I'm focused like Bruce Lee Accept my challenge To live, to be, to change And to escape from a cage This is the soul age So let your soul fly And say goodbye A new era's begun And the old one is gone Put off a gun In your life You are the only one Who can make steps So fill your gaps And feel the air This is the soul age This is the new era