Talk %#@! you'll get bit, I'm a viper in the grass I'm coming out to bite you in the arse.
I bring the pain, poison in your veins, destroys the brain, your life drains away.
I cannot show restraint, in order to be great; my flows resonate, with my belief in fate.

Attempt to dis me, I'll $$#ault you verbally, you'll see the $#&@ing MC I knew I always knew I could be.
When I flow, people know, I erode the common known and, and replace it with the stone of strife.
The building blocks of life, we hold our glocks in sight, we fight, for what we believe, what we believe is right.

As I stand here, an iron golem, I see that people that have had their feelings stolen.
No one to hold them, they have no disguise, unlike me with my mirrors, behind my eyes.
Standing in the rain, try to wash away, all the $#&@ing shame, I have gained.

I wish to be the best, but in my chest, I cannot lay to rest, my feelings and their meaning in my head.
They remind me of my past discretions, my use of weapons, in an attempt to gain, now i cling to the shame and remember the pain, and as I king I sing, join in with me, you may.


Hook:

I will stand tall, I will not fall, I will not crawl, this is my war.

This is my fight, I will hold tight, onto the light that is my life

I will stand tall, I will not fall, I will not crawl, this is my war.

This is my fight, I will hold tight, onto the light that is my life