I'm ready for the fight,
I'm ready for the war I'm ready for you punk motherfuckers, I'm a swore
I'm ready for the end, but this is where it starts I'll beat you to the finish,
so you better take your marks
I've always been the second best,
never been the first
Watch the winner rise and get
the credit feeling cursed
At first I was like down on myself,
it didn't help
I had to elevate to the
next level and be felt
Felt a hand of cards much
harder to play than most
Didn't have a neutral so I
couldn't get back in post
Close to giving up so many
times but I couldn't quit
I had to persevere,
I had to do my shit
Equipped with a good mind to
guide me through my travels
So I'm always talking sense even
when other fools they babble
And dabble in that stupid shit
I know the truth and it's
gonna help me later
I dwell as a major pair of dudes
And a hater of crews who aren't
I'll be an underdog in this art
and take you out from the start
So you can mark my words
from a loner comin' hurt
I'll never be the second best,
I'll never be the third
I'm ready for the fight,
I'm ready for the war
I'm ready for you pug motherfuckers,
I'ma score
I'm ready for the end,
but this is where it starts
I'll beat you to the finish so
you better take your marks
I watch good fortune
circulate through many lives
But it never seems to hit the ones who really,
really try
Still we die just to attain it,
but for fate you can't contain it
You can't predict the ones that luck
will hit an d still I dream
I feel a gleam of hope
through self esteem
And like a beam of
light I shine to remind
fools to continue
And never pretend to be
something that's
or not
The way I come across
on tape is how I am
it's not just talk
A concocted plan now
in effect is all I am
Try ing to play my part in the
scheme of life if I can
Withstanding all the pressure
applied to my heart
And abiding by the golden rules
of life and making strides
ready for the fight, I'm ready for the war
I'm ready for you punk
motherfuckers
I'ma score
I'm ready for the end,
but this is where it starts
I'll beat you to the finish,
so you better take your mark
Now why should I have to be the dopest
MC?
To get someone in this world
to even speak with me
I'm critiquing these stupid ass ways of life
In hopes of understanding,
but I stay in strife and pain
And fuck trying to maintain,
I wanna get over
See others do ing the same thing
But I'm moving slower and my
brain's thinking faster
Though I'm adding to disaster
I master all my shit myself in my house
And douse motherfuckers with the beat
Every time I speak completely
Cause I correctly state my rhymes where
too many fail to freak me
Paragraphs they write,
there are laughs when they say them
We rappers can't exist down to rest,
we lay them
The trip is over, the trip is over
I'm ready for the fight,
I'm ready for the war
I'm ready for you punk
motherfuckers,
I'ma score
I'm ready for the end,
but this is where it starts
I'll beat you to the finish so
you better take your marks
I'm ready for the fight,
I'm ready for the war
I'm ready for you punk
motherfuckers,
I'ma score
I'm ready for the end, but this is where it starts I'll meet you to the finish so you better take your
marks
I'm in school,
and this is where it starts
Future's on the finish,
so you better take your marks