I got the beats
I got the juice
I got a story for the news
I got my soul to sell
Yeah
I got the rhymes
I got the fame
But not a fucking ounce of shame
I'm going straight to hell
Yeah

Turn and face the c-c-c-c-changes
There's a world of things that you don't know
All the new and strange f-f-f-f-f-feelings
There's a world outside
waiting there
for you
For you

I got the style,bad to the bone
I'm just another fucking clone
Of the popular ideal
Yeah
I am rich and I'm hot
I am everything that you're not
But none of this is real
Yeah

Turn and face the c-c-c-c-changes
There's a world of things that you don't know
All the new and strange f-f-f-f-f-feelings
There's a world outside
waiting there
for you
There is a message here for you
But the signal is breaking up
There is a message here for you
But the through put is not enough

Turn and face the c-c-c-c-changes
There's a world of things that you don't know
All the new and strange f-f-f-f-f-feelings
There's a world outside
waiting there
for you