[Intro]
Yeah
Back down, catch a round
It's the six-ring champ and you know I get around, uh

[Verse]
They wake up from they sleep when I'm talkin'
Ill speech departin'
My tongue is like the end of the javelin, they see the markings
A beast; when I hop into battles, they get to barkin'
My teeth get to sinkin' into beef and get to chalkin'
These Nikes came from martians
I learned the game from losses
I learned the game from bosses
I'll end your fame for crossin'
You only get one chance, this last dancе don't happen often
I'll lift a gat up out the cowboy pants and gеt it poppin'
I'll bring back the old Fah, I'm kind of a old guy
They talk about the piece, but we eyein' the whole pie
I ain't got no remorse or sympathy, they told lies
So it's only right you pay the penalty of all tithes
I had a dream and I made it a reality
So many casualties, ain't another analogy
Every man for himself, it's a slaughterhouse
I'm demandin' all the belts, know what I'm about
Heated up like stovetops, mask off like the old Mach
Cross the wrong line, you'll be runnin' into roadblocks
Ain't no action figure when I'm packin', it's 'bout action
Figure I can make it rappin', and if not, it's still no actin'
I'm immaculate with rap, accents, future or past tense
Emcees get swallowed by the presence of my absence
You put it all on the line and get your ass kicked
You'll be funeral fresh to death up in that casket
Salary raises, minimum wages out the pages
'Bout to put this new idea to work, it's been sittin' for ages
Catch me comin' off tour, fashion galore
That's Fah bangin' on your door, ready for war
Your bloodstains on my sword, pray to the Lord
I play it all to my accord, it ain't easy to score