Champion (On God)
I'm on my way
I'm on my way, yeah
I said I'm on my way, yeah
I swear that I'm a make it through the madness
I'm a win, I'm a be the champion
I know you might not ever understand it, nah
But I'm be the man, and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
I swear that you 'gon think it's automatic
How it look so easy I ain't even got to practice
All the pain turn ya boy into a savage, yeah
I'm a be the man and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
I'm never gonna forget it, the moments that you severed
You never told me I'd get it, I couldn't be a contender
I created a false, image a pretender
Starting doubting myself that I would never do better
But I could never discredit all the methods that we set for the kids
The message is, I was never convinced
That we were ever in love, for me it was the kids
For you it was a selfish fairy tale of bliss
But we, finna fucking see, how I could be when EmcE get off a leash
Unload on the streets 'cause the one thing I'll never forgive you for
Was stopping me From being what I always wanted to be
But the underdog is writing with thunder paws
Lighting in a bottle with every syllable that is rolling off
Every visible buckle from hope is coming off
And every bit that I gain now is someone's loss
I'm like Neo, infinity plus, to infinity and beyond it's finna be us
Imagine when I flash all the figures I touch, I only get cash with the niggas I trust
Think I won't make it? Figure how so? I climbed out that little mouse hole
Ain't no need trying, ain't no need crying, I don't fear death, 'cause we already dying
I swear that I'm a make it through the madness
I'm a win, I'm a be the champion
I know you might not ever understand it, nah
But I'm be the man, and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
I swear that you 'gon think it's automatic
How it look so easy I ain't even got to practice
All the pain turn ya boy into a savage, yeah
I'm a be the man and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
As a kid I could remember, never had it made never celebrate December
'Cause we never had no money for no dinner
Shit was never sweet, no we never had a dentist
But I always knew that I could be the winner
Fuck a finish line, 'cause I'm never 'gonna give up
And I would never ever be labeled a quitter
Only thing I'll quit here is fucking wit you niggas
Got my arrows in a quiver, they'll reconsider
Putting bone marrow in a river, they'll paint a pretty picture
'Cause the pharaoh's here to fucking get ya read a scripture
Your life, won't spare it if I fucking meet ya
All this pain done turn me to a savage
Got a shovel and I'm burying the hatchet
Hat tricks I don't marry with the masses
Massive hysteria it's classic
I can tell you, when I'm carrying the casket
Pall bearers won't care to even ask if
It's the rap game, yup clearly I've established
Myself on wax, so bury 'em in ashes
Am I blowing 'em away?
Only 30 seconds from the moment I escape
Erich Weiss, suicide vest floating in a tank
Is that what it's gonna take for the moment that I say
I swear that I'm a make it through the madness
I'm a win, I'm a be the champion
I know you might not ever understand it nah
But I'm be the man, and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
I swear that you 'gon think it's automatic
How it look so easy I ain't even got to practice
All the pain turn ya boy into a savage, yeah
I'm a be the man and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
I'm on my way, yeah
I said I'm on my way, yeah
I swear that I'm a make it through the madness
I'm a win, I'm a be the champion
I know you might not ever understand it, nah
But I'm be the man, and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
I swear that you 'gon think it's automatic
How it look so easy I ain't even got to practice
All the pain turn ya boy into a savage, yeah
I'm a be the man and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
I'm never gonna forget it, the moments that you severed
You never told me I'd get it, I couldn't be a contender
I created a false, image a pretender
Starting doubting myself that I would never do better
But I could never discredit all the methods that we set for the kids
The message is, I was never convinced
That we were ever in love, for me it was the kids
For you it was a selfish fairy tale of bliss
But we, finna fucking see, how I could be when EmcE get off a leash
Unload on the streets 'cause the one thing I'll never forgive you for
Was stopping me From being what I always wanted to be
But the underdog is writing with thunder paws
Lighting in a bottle with every syllable that is rolling off
Every visible buckle from hope is coming off
And every bit that I gain now is someone's loss
I'm like Neo, infinity plus, to infinity and beyond it's finna be us
Imagine when I flash all the figures I touch, I only get cash with the niggas I trust
Think I won't make it? Figure how so? I climbed out that little mouse hole
Ain't no need trying, ain't no need crying, I don't fear death, 'cause we already dying
I swear that I'm a make it through the madness
I'm a win, I'm a be the champion
I know you might not ever understand it, nah
But I'm be the man, and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
I swear that you 'gon think it's automatic
How it look so easy I ain't even got to practice
All the pain turn ya boy into a savage, yeah
I'm a be the man and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
As a kid I could remember, never had it made never celebrate December
'Cause we never had no money for no dinner
Shit was never sweet, no we never had a dentist
But I always knew that I could be the winner
Fuck a finish line, 'cause I'm never 'gonna give up
And I would never ever be labeled a quitter
Only thing I'll quit here is fucking wit you niggas
Got my arrows in a quiver, they'll reconsider
Putting bone marrow in a river, they'll paint a pretty picture
'Cause the pharaoh's here to fucking get ya read a scripture
Your life, won't spare it if I fucking meet ya
All this pain done turn me to a savage
Got a shovel and I'm burying the hatchet
Hat tricks I don't marry with the masses
Massive hysteria it's classic
I can tell you, when I'm carrying the casket
Pall bearers won't care to even ask if
It's the rap game, yup clearly I've established
Myself on wax, so bury 'em in ashes
Am I blowing 'em away?
Only 30 seconds from the moment I escape
Erich Weiss, suicide vest floating in a tank
Is that what it's gonna take for the moment that I say
I swear that I'm a make it through the madness
I'm a win, I'm a be the champion
I know you might not ever understand it nah
But I'm be the man, and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
I swear that you 'gon think it's automatic
How it look so easy I ain't even got to practice
All the pain turn ya boy into a savage, yeah
I'm a be the man and I put that on God
On God
On God
On God
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew E. Marston, Iain Farquharson, Kojo Vihram, Richard Byron-sinclair, Daniel John Robert Turnbull, Clement Odoi Marfo, Jonathan Edward Douch, Dion Jordan Payne, Robert Brien Wells, Stacey Lee Mansell
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