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Get over Hear!
Is it insane to be repeatedly hit in the brain,
Stand up in spite of the pain to get hit again?
Stuck in the combat of this mortal plane,
but we never stop playing the same game.
All we do is—
Fight!
I’m at the brink. Don’t think for a moment
I won’t come at my opponent
With everything but the kitchen sink.
More than just a fighter,
I’m a flame-throwing igniter.
I torch tracks like melted wax,
Rip off my mask, and spit fire.
Toasty!
I am an anomaly,
Effortless flow phenomenally,
An oddity on an odyssey, I’m a white knighted novelty,
I’ll embody a prodigy, and offer no apologies,
Probably raise a progeny, cause that shit’s just biology.
C-C-Combo Breaker!!
(Chorus x2)
I’m a boss… Next level…
Undefeated on my way to fight the devil.
Finish her!
Flawless victory, but my scars prove differently.
I’ve been burned to the third degree, but never let it stop me.
I’ve suffered I’ll admit, but every kick made me strong as brick.
Grew thick skin in spite of it. I get knocked down but
I won’t quit. Don’t give a shit how hard you hit,
I’ll get back up again like a chubawumba lyric.
You can’t stop me, even if you drop me,
I’ll rise from the dead like a mother fucking zombie.
(Chorus x2)
I’m a boss… Next level…
Undefeated on my way to fight the devil.
Lost in mindless violence. Take a moment of silence.
Cuz the lambs won’t stop screaming.
Skin's bloody, but I ain’t bleeding.
No fear, I’m here. Last level. Let the devil appear!
Sense him step near, but it’s me in the mirror…
Continue?
Devil: Ah, Bwahahaha. You suck. You will never win.
I am my own worst enemy. The doubt that dwells inside of me.
The demented voice in my head, fillin’ me with dread,
Tellin’ me I suck instead of giving me hope that I can rise and surmount---
Devil: That was pathetic! Are you still trying to win?
Fuck you! I’ll never stop. Til’ I’m at the top.
My mission is to defy your definition. Be a first edition.
No stranger to fiction. Dreaming is my addiction.
I’ll forgo inhibition; there’s no intermission from decisions.
Built up immunity to scrutiny. This moment’s my opportunity,
So listen to my voice, I’ma give you no choice but to listen.
Christen a new king. I can't sing, but I can rap.
It's happy hour. My mouths on tap.
(Chorus 2 x2)
I am the one… I am the champion.
But nothing makes me feel more alive than fighting you,
The untamable shrew. There’s no one to beat me up now were though.
Practiced voodoo, stabbed my heart, ripped me apart, black and blue,
But I’d fight again until the end 4U.
- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap