My road to glory is filled with thorns
 Fearing thoughts from my brain and I train to remain strong
 And can I give it up? I'll be a changed killer
 My thoughts will make you feel the pain of a trained killer
 Please believe that I'll never be shamed again
 But can I leave the next heavy weight champion?
 Call me crazy but no one can fade me
 I'm the product of the projects
 Lost and crazy
 Throw your hands up Mr. [bad word]  why?
 Big Mike Tyson bout to [bad word] that [bad word] tonight
 No hesitation for the whole nation
 I beat that [bad word] so bad I probably violate probation
 Through demonstration as I strategize information
 And intend to kill so it's real like I'm catching cases
 Ha-ha

 I let the world know I plan to die
 If I don't leave with what I came for I'm leaving high

 [bad word] 

 Now, my first round is for the times that I sit in this cell
 The second round is for the media and the lies they tell
 My third round is for the pain that I felt inside
 Best recognize I hope to not, die, let me fly now

 My first round is for the times that I sit in this cell
 The second round is for the media and the lies they tell
 My third round is for the pain that I felt inside
 Best recognize I hope to not, die, let me fly now