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Ain’t nobody working like me, rare breed
Feel like I’m Mike Myers in Halloween
Cuz I’m killing everybody, hands down
I’m up next up, go and tell em’ who the man now
You a man down, while I man up
When it’s game on, better know I tear it up
I’m Brady on the field, Michael in the clutch
I’m a shark smelling blood, and I don’t give a fuck
Ask yourself
Will you go to war
Ask yourself
Will you go to war
If the balls in your hands
Will you shoot and score
Ask yourself
Will you go to war
If the balls in your hands Will you shoot and score
Ask yourself
Is it who you are
Do you have what it takes to become a star
Ask yourself, do you really want it
Will you dedicate it all and never stop for nothing
Will you go never stop for damn thing
Not until you’re at the top and damn king
Cuz you earned every single thing that you got
You were willing to do everything that they’re not
Blood, sweat, and a lotta tears
It’s all worth it in the end cuz it got you here
You’re a rare breed, one of one
And they better know, that it’s just begun
Ask yourself, when you’re all alone
Can you lead your army into the unknown
Do you have it inside you, in your soul
When they try to cut you down, are you made of stone
Ask yourself
Is it who you are
Ask yourself
Is it who you are
If the balls in your hands Will you shoot and score
Ask yourself
Is it who you are
If the balls in your hands Will you shoot and score
