Pac-Man

I bring the quickness
You see a little man but my hands
Bringing out the speed of a bullet
Watch you blink then my wrist flick
You underestimate the look of a man
That's been through a lot of shit
But you a ghost cause I eat
And I feast on the death of enemies
If I don't see you in the octagon
I see you in the streets
Don't you mess around with me
Unless defeat is what you seek
I got weights in my pocket
I ain't talking bout the heat

I'm persistent
I keep on working hard, keep on grinding
And I know that I will make it
You think I'm basic
I will not come down
On your trash talk
I'll use it to work around
So many waits that I've been through
I think it's finally my time
To showcase all all the training that my life has led to
I'm motivated to try
Cause you'll never kill me off
Till the day that I die

Man I'm feeling like Pac-Man
Man I'm feeling like Pacquiao
Man I'm feeling like Pac-Man
Man I'm feeling like Pacquiao
Man I'm feeling like Pac-Man
Man I'm feeling like Pacquiao
Man I'm feeling like Pac-Man
Man I'm feeling like, feeling like

The whole world I will conquer
I take the problems out, call em Adrian Broner
I'll shake your face up, Margarito
I ain't talking bout the drink
But I'll make you wobbly, no tequila
Pound for pound I'm the greatest alive
I'm no Muhammad Ali or Bruce Lee
I'm a different breed
I crush pulps down
Give em the hook and serve em
Sleepin on me one time
Like my last name Thurman

Man I kill bills
Walking into the arena
With the aura of my blood and my people
I'm the survivor
Eye of the tiger
I walk out lookin vicious
I can't be undefeated
Man I mean it, uh
I represent all of the people that look up to me
One of the legends for my age, I'm iconic you see
I feel the crowd bring the roar of applause
While the lights in my face lemme scream out the chorus



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Tanda
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