Underdog

Underdog

I'm workin two jobs and I've got two on the side

Still it sometimes feels like I just scrape to get by

Won't understate that's no mistake

There's duck tape patchin my ride

But never hate, my life is great

You make your fate and this one's mine

So a little bit of lack of sleep has never broken my stride

There'll be a chance for all that dreamin when I'm done with my time

I'm working on a future and my outlook is fine

And when its finished I know I'm winnin when I'm crossin that line

You never do it for the money, that happens in its own fashion

You do it for the art, its for the heart, its for the passion

What you paid for's only paper when the time comes to cash in

If you want to make it happen, you dismiss those distractions

Never been able to ignore it when my brain is in action

It's like when I write I'm giving birth and I can feel the contractions

So when you listen to my missive I know you'll find satisfaction 

When it comes to puttin words together I'd like to think I'm a craftsman

Never doubt that I'm not shrouded in a cloud of outright mystery

But let me share a bit of history

Of how I came to be the me I be

And how it came to be my destiny

To weave my speach so deftfully 

I wasn't born with golden wings

I climbed each rung and hung there desperately

Like a garfield on your windshield screen

Noone said it would be easy but nothing comes without its penance

All those nights I sat up spinnin, trying to find that perfect sentence

Wishin I had some water and my brain was like a gremlin

Sometimes it's like an exercise, your left in sweat and tremblin

They say a fighter loses fight, and a viper loses venom

But this writer won't lose his appetite and I'm comin with a vengeance