[Round 1: A. Ward]
I remember it like it was yesterday, World Domination 6, fight night
I stood on this same stage in front of Franchise under the lime lights
And put my heart and soul in it
Cause I knew they were givin' me a shot
I told the world I strive to be Christ like
And then like Christ, after day 3 I ascended to the top
Now we here, the main event, cameras out, no excuses
In front of this exact same Canada crowd
A nice jab, ya life flash, the punch damage ya scalp
They lose faith, Bruce Franks, Ooops, you probably should've ran for the House
What else?
I'm more than, a born sinner, I let the Lord enter
It's been a long road and still got a short temper
The core winner, punch when done it hit Cor' center
He get dropped early with the socks now he a rewards member
They hit my inbox hype like, "'Tez a test"
New killer, old target, this Weapon X
I never rest, facin' these lines got him a Death Note; treble clef
Staff behind me, they pitched Ernesto, let's go
What we speakin' about in the third? Is it my faith?
My race? How I live out in the burbs?
Whatever topic you got, I planned how to come at you
Against ICE you said you "wanna talk to the future"
Speak up now that he's standin' in front of you
But I don't see this as a favor, I see this as favor
Cause your career is at the road block
You just lost the title match, beat Twork but still gotta beg for a N.O.M.E. spot
I'm the draw here, in this battle it's my bars they gon' watch
And everything I need'll (needle) be stuck in this joint
Y'all gon' see how I'm givin' Cort' his own (Cortisone) shot
Word play...Ward play
Ever since I came to the Six I been a starter, I ain't playin' the bench
Every move calculated, I do it the best, you in distress
Miami Hurricanes, what that gotta do with the rest?
Well your turn over (Turnover) for the Chain and now I got you at my neck
You wishy washy, they only gon' wish he washed me
But this a body, growin' up I had to beat the system, it's Atari
I got the drive, while this cat in the back; Ricky Bobby
I can easily flip to homi's, trigger finger itchin' on me
Unload, reload, switch the laundry
I got a different...
You wishy washy, they only gon' wish he washed me
But this a body, growin' up I had to beat the system, it's Atari
I got the glow without the bling, you don't see any on me
But I can easily flip to homi's, trigger finger itchin' on me
Unload, reload, switch the laundry
I got a different kind of wisdom instilled, the mission Godly
So when I get to ICE the pen sticks to the goal that's Sidney Crosby
I'm nice!
I rap better, back peddle, Cort' you ain't half me
The team better, scheme better, Gully got some athletes
The pen different, Ben Simmons, 'Ganik wanna draft me
First round in the bag, this finna get NASTY!
I remember it like it was yesterday, World Domination 6, fight night
I stood on this same stage in front of Franchise under the lime lights
And put my heart and soul in it
Cause I knew they were givin' me a shot
I told the world I strive to be Christ like
And then like Christ, after day 3 I ascended to the top
Now we here, the main event, cameras out, no excuses
In front of this exact same Canada crowd
A nice jab, ya life flash, the punch damage ya scalp
They lose faith, Bruce Franks, Ooops, you probably should've ran for the House
What else?
I'm more than, a born sinner, I let the Lord enter
It's been a long road and still got a short temper
The core winner, punch when done it hit Cor' center
He get dropped early with the socks now he a rewards member
They hit my inbox hype like, "'Tez a test"
New killer, old target, this Weapon X
I never rest, facin' these lines got him a Death Note; treble clef
Staff behind me, they pitched Ernesto, let's go
What we speakin' about in the third? Is it my faith?
My race? How I live out in the burbs?
Whatever topic you got, I planned how to come at you
Against ICE you said you "wanna talk to the future"
Speak up now that he's standin' in front of you
But I don't see this as a favor, I see this as favor
Cause your career is at the road block
You just lost the title match, beat Twork but still gotta beg for a N.O.M.E. spot
I'm the draw here, in this battle it's my bars they gon' watch
And everything I need'll (needle) be stuck in this joint
Y'all gon' see how I'm givin' Cort' his own (Cortisone) shot
Word play...Ward play
Ever since I came to the Six I been a starter, I ain't playin' the bench
Every move calculated, I do it the best, you in distress
Miami Hurricanes, what that gotta do with the rest?
Well your turn over (Turnover) for the Chain and now I got you at my neck
You wishy washy, they only gon' wish he washed me
But this a body, growin' up I had to beat the system, it's Atari
I got the drive, while this cat in the back; Ricky Bobby
I can easily flip to homi's, trigger finger itchin' on me
Unload, reload, switch the laundry
I got a different...
You wishy washy, they only gon' wish he washed me
But this a body, growin' up I had to beat the system, it's Atari
I got the glow without the bling, you don't see any on me
But I can easily flip to homi's, trigger finger itchin' on me
Unload, reload, switch the laundry
I got a different kind of wisdom instilled, the mission Godly
So when I get to ICE the pen sticks to the goal that's Sidney Crosby
I'm nice!
I rap better, back peddle, Cort' you ain't half me
The team better, scheme better, Gully got some athletes
The pen different, Ben Simmons, 'Ganik wanna draft me
First round in the bag, this finna get NASTY!
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