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    [Dialogue borrowed from a "Rocky" movie]
    This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached
    He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back
    He's an animal
    He's hungry
    You ain't been hungry, since "Supreme Clientele"
    Remember what you first told me when I took ya in
    You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)
    You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)
    You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)
    You ain't hungry
    Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym
    Get out of my ring, you disgust me

    [Ghostface Killah]
    Godzilla bankroll
    Stones from Stilion
    Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home
    Trailblazer stay ballin
    Revenge is my arts is crafty darts
    While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy
    Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me
    I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty
    My wallos I did 'em up
    Them bricks I send 'em up
    My raps y'all bit 'em up
    For that now stick 'em up
    Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up
    Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what
    Ya'll staring at the angel of death
    Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh
    This is architect music
    Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed
    I ran through the tunnel
    Terrorize speed
    That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D

    [Spoken over the beat]
    Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.
    Don't need no has been messin' up my corner
    And you better get that mad look off your face for I knock it off
    Hey fool you ready for another beating
    You should have never came back
    Look here man after I crucify him, you next!
    And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face
    I'm the Champ!

    [Ghostface Killah]
    Who want to battle the Don?
    I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors
    Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm
    I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on
    Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs
    My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on
    Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco
    Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo
    Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me
    Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy
    When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite
    Or get you bumped off from the inside
    Jaws is hanging
    Frauds is leftin they draws on the floor complaining
    Bird ass nigga resemble Keenon Ivory Waynes
    Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow box for training ?
    Ya'll still eatin bacon

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    [Spoken over the beat]
    Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death
    I told y'all I wasn't going away
    You had your shot no give me mine
    Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man
    You think you going to keep me down
    They don't want me to have the title
    Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there
    Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed
    I'm the Champ!

    [Ghostface Killah]
    I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table
    Half a mil on my left ankle
    Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable
    Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you
    My swagger is Mick Jaeger stones is rolling
    Prestige is cut to it tis ? spark when weed went up
    The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp
    Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants
    And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it
    They head and they earl to the toilet and vomit
    Back East summer MC king since Cuban
    Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme
    Proof and you double deuce in the jeans
    My man ? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green
    IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.

    [Spoken over the beat]
    Listen I am bad, I said I am bad
    I'm a bad man
    I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself
    Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty
    Now who am I (The Man!)
    Now who am I (The Man!)
    Who (The Man!)
    That's right and don't y'all forget it

    Ladies and gentlemen!
    The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!
    Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

    [cheering in the background]

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    Composición: Bank, Just Blaze y Robert Mathes

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