Lyric | Wrestler |
You think that you're better? Well you better get ready to bow to the masters | |
Can you dig it, sucka? | |
History teaches and I wrote the book | |
Here comes the new kid on the block, hold all your bets, here's where the buck stops | |
I can't allow, you to think you can just walk away | |
I got the looks, that drive the girls wild | |
Step up, cause you're the next one in line for the kill | |
Yeah, you fight for air and struggle just to breathe | |
The wonder of the world is gone, I know for sure | |
Know your role and shut your mouth | |
Dreams you never lived and scars never healed | |
What you're mad about, no one knows and no one cares | |
I hold your life in my hands, though you try hard to understand | |
I like to sing with the radio | |
I'm sick of all these people talking out their heads | |
| Lyric | Wrestler |
Time has come and gone for words, a thousand threats I've heard before | |
For those about to rock, and what you want | |
I can't be weak, coming from the streets at the ghetto | |
I got the whole block wishing they could run with my division | |
When it comes crashing down and it hurts inside | |
Out of time, so say goodbye | |
Drop to my knees when hope ran out | |
You got your rules and your religion all designed to keep you safe | |
I'm just climbing up slowly, I'm the one and only | |
I spit in the face of people who don't want to be cool | |
Run away if you see me | |
Now don't you sell me no future, don't you sell me your love | |
Too much wasting time, ain't gonna waste no more | |
All I've ever wanted was destiny to be fulfilled | |
It's all about control, and if you can take it | |
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