he doesnt need his name up in lights

he just wants to be heard whether

its the beat or the mic

he feels so unlike everybody else， alone

in spite of the fact that some people

still think that they know him

but fxxk em

he knows the code

its not about the salary

its all about reality and makin some noise

makin the story makin sure his clique stays up

that means when he puts it down

摩圖拉辦公室內，宋亞跟著節拍強烈的伴奏，將一大段rap唱了下來，然後一指艾爾，「ales pickin it up， lets go！」

艾爾隨即接上，who the hell is he anyway

he never really talks much

never conceed with status

but still leavin them star struck

humbled through opportunities

given despite the fact

that many misjudge him because

he makes a livin from writin raps

put it together himself，

now the picture connects

never askin for someones help，

to get some respect

hes only focused on what he wrote，

his will is beyond reach

and now when it all unfolds，

the skill of an artist

然後是迪萊，this is twenty percent skill，eighty percent beer……

一曲唱罷，辦公室里的聽眾都嗨起來了，「哇哦！」瑪麗亞凱莉站起來鼓著掌說道：「音樂旋律很富力量和激情，詞也很好，aplus，你又完成了一首好歌，this is ten percent luck， twenty percent skill，fifteen percent concentrated power of will，five percent pleasure， fifty percent pain，and a hundred percent reason……」

她即興比劃著嘻哈手勢跟唱了幾句，果然天賦驚人，聽過一遍就學得有模有樣。

摩圖拉笑吟吟地看著她，「不如你干脆轉型當饒舌歌手算了，瑪麗。」

「討厭。」瑪利亞凱莉嬌嗔著打了下他的胳膊。

摩圖拉很受用地大笑。

「伴奏很精彩，就是短了點……」華特還是那樣有啥說啥：「後面基本在不停重復。」