This is of the fittest is do or die This is the winner takes it all so it all
ready to be no millionaire, I was ill-prepared I was prepared to be ill though, the skill was From the beginning, it wasn't 'bout the It was 'bout busting raps and for something, fuck an acronym Cut the fucking act like you're happy, I'm fucking back With another anthem, why stop when it doesn't to end? It ain't over 'til I say it's over, enough I say enough Throw me to them wolves and close the up I'm afraid of what'll happen to them When the thought of thrown into an alligator pit, I salivate at it is up, hands up like it's 12 noon, nah, homie Hold them bitches straighter up, wave 'em you dislocate a rotator cuff Came up rough, to ruffle feathers, nah, egos I ain't deflate enough, last chance to this whole stadium erupt!
is survival of the fittest is do or die This is the takes it all so take it all
I can see the finish line each line that I finish I'm so to my goals I can almost pole vault over the goal post And if I don't got enough in the tank, maybe I can just siphon To fill up this last can, man will I survive in this or what? They said I was up, and got a blood bath I'm not a rapper, I'm an adapter, I can I can just walk up to a mic and just bust so, Floor's open if you'd to discuss Top 5 in mu'fucka' and if I don't make the cut What, like I give a fuck, light this bitch up like I'm driving a truck To the of a pump, 0 to 60 hop in and gun it Like G-Unit without the hyphen, I'm em up And if there ever come a time where my life's in a rut And I look I might just give up, eh you might've mistook Me for bowing out I ain't taking a bow, I'm myself With a fucking knife in the gut, I'm wiping my butt! 'Cause I just shitted on the mic, and I getting cut I get excited at the sight of my blood, you're in a with a nut 'Cause I'mma fight I die or win Biting the dust just make me angrier, wait Let me you of what got me this far, picture me quitting Now a circle around it and put a line through it slut It's survival of
This is survival of the is do or die This is the winner takes it all so it all So it all
So get your ideas, your ammo But don't come unless you come to battle, I'm mad now in the saddle This is it, it's what you eat, sleep, and shit Live, breathe, whole existence just consists of this to quit, fuse is lit, can't de-fuse the wick I don't do music shit, I lose my shit got shit to lose, it's the moment of truth It's all I know how to do, as as I get thrown in the booth, I spit But my respect is overdue, I'm showing you the no one do 'Cause I own no diploma for school, I quit! So there's nothing for me to fall back on, I no other trades So better trade your fucking mics in for some tool-box-es 'Cause you'll never take my pride me It'll to be pried from me, so pull out your pliers and your screw-drive-rs But I want you to doubt me, I don't want you to 'Cause is something that I must use to suc-ceed And if you don't like me fuck you! Self es-teem must be fucking shooting through-the-roof trust me My skin is too and bul-let proof to touch me I can see why the fuck I you I must be a-llergic to failure every ime I come close to it I just sneeze, but I go atchoo then achieve!
This is survival of the is do or die This is the winner takes it all so it all So it it all