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THE THEME SONG

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Faster than a speeding bullet More powerful than a locomotive Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound Superman! I'm armed and ready The losses and the pain, it was heavy I can't take two years off, this year I'm breaking the levies Hurricane flow, I got the clientele, I can't lay ghost Flame throw, I'm going high as hell with my brain go I can peep the future, this music is how I paint though The game fed, I hear all the talking, saying the game dead You looking at the coldest nigga breathing, time to make bids I'm wide awake, spring time, I'ma play, I'm out the way Cooking up this music, the flow stupid, this not a race The placing of my pace, the weight The hunger to cement my face on Rushmores and heavyweights The daily grace of patience, I'm chasing everything Shit, I was born to toe to toe with grace I cannot lose, I tighten round and boost on niggas I was never bitter, I can't sit back, a quitter I just sit back, I let the weather get 'em Will they ever get 'em? I ain't playing with 'em I was born alone, I was the first out the womb Just to take it alone, I go to war with him and him And line 'em up with the sword, another level I'm on I want more, it's been long, I've been waiting, it's on To climb the highest, tone I'm guessing this the price of being great I'm steady balancing my faith Sometimes you gotta go and beat the grass, the rattle with the snakes I came a long way from featherweight From hooping, now I elevate All I wanted was be known for something, now I'm more than great I was born to hustle, flex my muscle, now I'm on the way Remember niggas doubted me I conquered with a golden plate, it's set in stone I just needed time to put my mind in place H.O.D., that's on the way, the era where I meet with grace The next chapter, get back to myself and I discover passion In 2010, even back then, I was still cracking Then let distractions in, you gotta subtract to win And now it's no ceilings, I'm self-centered, born again Come and take a trip into my mind when I explore the route Looked into my rear, I seen the fear, I gotta burn his house Shaking sand and greeting hands with the past I know some ones who still mad Spending time, they seeking flash, I learned to listen, and I asked Gotta soak the game, I found my lane, I turn it up a tad Sometimes you gotta remind 'em, I can't find 'em, who forever last The Hunger Games, this the year I'm adding value to my name This my Tuscan Leather Drought 3, I'm jumping over names Like Ant-Man and rap like I ain't got a dollar to my name A dollar and a dream, I come up to be And you can look into my eyes and see the furnace and heat Just give it time and see who's still around, who fucking with me Please