[Chorus]
Sex, and drugs, and dirty money
On the race to rule the world

You cut your teeth on fame and diamonds
Your time is up now
3..2..1..

(one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one)
We number 1



[Verse 1]
Number 1 with the pen game, but that ain't nothing new

But how I go against odds, I feel like number 2
There's always something brewing up in my mind every moment
Ever since I pulled the sword right out of the stone and was chosen

No potion can grant you the traits that I've honed in
Volcanic flowing, hot enough to evaporate oceans
Deceive and slaughter you just like the Greeks did the Trojans

Rouge poet, leaving vocal equipment corroded
Who would've thought a monster would be what my mom delivered?
I manipulate these pawns better than Bobby Fischer

Stone cold, stronger than any shot of liquor
My presence alone can make even the devil's body shiver



[Chorus]
Sex, and drugs, and dirty money

On the race to rule the world
You cut your teeth on fame and diamonds
Your time is up now

3..2..1..
(one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one)
We number 1



[Verse 2]

Nasty with the MC'ing, nobody can match the flow
Living out my dream, feeling like DiCaprio
Similar to DiMaggio how I grip the cordless

My fire's never burning out like the Olympic torches
It's important my senses are sharp as tips of swordfish
The amount of potential inside this kid's enormous

Rigor mortis couldn't even make you fools hard
13-year-old me could crush you with frees from the schoolyard
This is hip-hop, raw and uncut

The game's about to have a problem with this young buck
I adapt to every situation that I'm faced with
Big bodied, leaving footprints in the pavement



[Chorus]

Sex, and drugs, and dirty money
On the race to rule the world
You cut your teeth on fame and diamonds

Your time is up now
3..2..1..
(one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one)

We number 1



[Verse 3]
Always exceeding expectations of any and every listener
Breaking out through bars, I'm a modern John Dillinger

Known to bring a vivid verse composed of many different words
And little slurs, any beat I'm giving's leaving in a hearse
Sinister to my roots, deep in fear, I leave them

Perseus wielding the almighty Spear of Triam
I'm the one, so who are you trying to be?
Whipping, hitting speed only capable by Lightning McQueen

Girlies holler cause my style is righteous and clean
I scoop them up show them what goes down behind all the scenes
Aligned in the crease of Raw papers, I keep the dank

Hunter's back, there's nothing else that I need to say



[Chorus]
Sex, and drugs, and dirty money
On the race to rule the world
You cut your teeth on fame and diamonds
Your time is up now

3..2..1..
(one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one)
We number 1