As you hold on to that dream, there are moments when you're going to doubt yourself.

There are rough times that are going to come, but they have not come to stay.

They have come to pass.

 I used to ask myself, can I do this?

And something said within me, you're the one.

I was hungry.

You gotta be hungry.

I was hungry.

You gotta be hungry.

If all that you dream and scheme is about it,

and life seems useless and worthless without it.

and if you gladly sweat for it and fret for it and plan for it,

and lose all your terror of the opposition for it,

and if you simply go after that thing that you want.

with all of your capacity, strength and sagacity,

faith, hope and confidence, and stern pertinacity,

if neither cold, poverty, famish or God,

sickness or pain or body and brain,

can keep you away from the thing that you want.

If dogged and grim, you besiege and beset it,

with the help of God, you'll get it.

I was hungry.

You gotta be hungry.

I was hungry.

You gotta be hungry.