he doesn't need his na up lights

He jt wants to be heard whether

it's the beat or the ic

He feels so unlike everybody else， alone

In spite of the fact that so people

still thk that they know hi

But fxxk 'e

he knows the de

It's not about the sary

it's all about reality and ak' so noise

Mak' the story ak' sure his clique stays up

That ans when he puts it down

摩图拉办公室内，宋亚跟着节拍强烈的伴奏，将一大段RAP唱了下来，然后一指艾尔，“Ale's pick' it up， let's go！”

艾尔随即接上，Who the hell is he anyway

He never really talks uch

Never ncerned with stat

but still leav' the star struck

Hubled through opportunities

given despite the fact

That any isjudge hi becae

he akes a liv' fro writ' raps

Put it together hiself，

now the picture nnects

Never ask' for soone's help，

to get so respect

He's only foced on what he wrote，

his will is beyond reach

And now when it all unfolds，

the skill of an artist

然后是迪莱，This is enty percent skill，eighty percent beer……

一曲唱罢，办公室里的听众都嗨起来了，“哇哦！”玛丽亚凯莉站起来鼓着掌说道：“音乐旋律很富力量和激情，词也很好，APLUS，你又完成了一首好歌，This is ten percent ck， enty percent skill，Fifteen percent ncentrated power of will，Five percent pleasure， fifty percent pa，And a hundred percent reason……”

她即兴比划着嘻哈手势跟唱了几句，果然天赋惊人，听过一遍就学得有模有样。

摩图拉笑吟吟地看着她，“不如你干脆转型当饶舌歌手算了，玛丽。”

“讨厌。”玛利亚凯莉娇嗔着打了下他的胳膊。

摩图拉很受用地大笑。

“伴奏很精彩，就是短了点……”华特还是那样有啥说啥：“后面基本在不停重复。”