Champion (feat. Jesse Johnson)

who knows where my mind has gone.
a wise man said that i'm lost if i talk to my own self and i respond.
so i get high when the mic is on.
need a new brain wave cuz mine is gone or am i just on.
a life set for hype and i can't help i'm like this as i sit my wheels they spin like a bike-a-thon.
my bars they infringe i'm a bible psalm.
niggas bark and pretend that i'm off when i'm on and they rival it wrong.
who is thou to assume that my time is done.
i ain't here to prove i can write no song but to right my wrongs.
might be plexed a tad bit.
naw we aint the same for nonsense cuz me no stand for that sh!
t.
sweet jezzibel.
this is we for us and this is me for sell.
i came from the place where the reapers dwell.
i missed the stage and hearin' the people yell.
i sit for days and play my keys until i drift away somewhere for peace.
please.
allow me to let go for now cuz this here is my release.
i climb the 5th tier recline the seats.
and the guy that lives here is alive and free.
no time to mix fear but honestly.
my mind's a bit clear.
my mind's a bit clear.
seen the dream since i was young at six years.
it seems as if me was brung to sit her.
atop the mountain peak it's not without belief to look out for y'all from here on the balcony.
i mean i was bound to be the best of both and without the boundaries.
can't close me or keep me confined and those who would know me would know me just fine.
if only the goal was to grow and get by but no it's to know when the moment is mine.
it's right now.
i'm like wow.
i was great at this.
they said he wasn't made for this.
because of my age I can't play my life away and you claim I'm takin a major risk.
tisk.
why does hate exist in a place full of favorites.
i relocate to new ways and reinvent myself everyday that my page gets flipped.
trix.
i'm a champ.
i'm a champ.
i'm a champion.
i'm here for good it's go time and i play for keeps let's ball let the games begin.
i'm a champ.
i'm a champ.
i'm a champion.
i'm here for good it's go time and i play for keeps let's ball let the games begin.
i was young when i started.
and i told ma your son would get it right when I get grown i wanna be a artist.
not no wanna be.
underneath my skin is the heart of a microphone harvest.
i'm in survival mode.
and if i'd a know the rhyme was the spot to behold me and zak woulda been had that pot of gold.
get it.
do or die who am i to behoove thou?
aww shit, i'm on the move now.
why lose to when's better and i'z true.
i settle my vendettas at high noon.
i mean we all gotta die soon.
so give it all you got.
and let no man define your worth in other words no stop for shit.
give it all you got.
this for my niggaz in the barbershops.
the haters that like to talk a lot. 'bout the ought a be's.
autobots.
no box my wits.
i box and weave beyond believe.
i'm a juggernaut.
i'm what you other niggas not.
i'm a champion.
i'm here to show you that it can be done.
don't run from the flash when the cameras come.
step up to fight and if us is just tonight.
don't fade to the dark.
no need to the sun will shine just love and adjust the light.
poetic justice.
life.
don't let it get to you just this once be above the norm.
i was born to breathe life from my soul to those who get the same buzz when i perform.
and that's cuz.



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Franklin Penn, Michael Rist
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