Nothing To Lose

[Intro]
I feel like I'm going crazy... oh shit...
[Verse One]
Back at ya, steal your fuckin' necklace and run with it
Fuck ya'll if you ya'll think I got what it doesn't take, if you fake being an asshole but I'm one, I ain't gonna deny
Lie, for that fact I'll die but come back like Jesus and there's no reason why
Dear, you better get my shovel from outside because I'm gonna dig fuckers and burn that part of the ground
Hear no sound, it's nighttime but a street car driving past
Seeing you ugly out from the window, I shout back but can't see his face so I don't know if he is too so I just assume, I go back to my room and write another song til the day comes to doomsday
Zombies battling with me, it'll be Graham of the Dead
I'm the fucker that will make you dead if you fuck with me
I'll fuckin' slash your throat if you ever mess with me boy, you got nothing on me so fuck you if you wanna get the best of me
[Hook]
Win like a champ, you got nothing to lose
You got to take it all like a champ
It's time to take your place and claim your winning
Win like a champ, you got nothing to lose
[Verse Two]
This is the survival you need, when you battle you gotta try to win but if you don't and if you survive then try again
Battle to the end, win like a champ then you'll feel great as anything
You got what it takes and you should just put your feet down and win
Hen, you need to get your shit together and get your swords and don't be a quitter, get up and start to battle til you become a winner
Embrace, the feeling that you face, no disgrace when you take what's rightfully yours
Sure you'll succeed, indeed man
I know I'll succeed and I've battling my way through too, I gotta see through the flow, no time to go but at least trying your most best at what you do
Right on track, don't bag your bags cause quitting is not the right thing to do when you've been gettin' there and there's no turning back when you do, I'm trying to get there and know the fact there's no turning back the time... the rhyme that I spit in time on a line that I wrote and I feel fine... I feel so insane
I feel head pain, it's called an headache, face facts when I rap my tracks
I just feel like I'm gonna sing songs like I'm slayin' it good, I'm playing the game good when I be the top dawg, ain't putting the rhyme at rest but rappin' the most best rhymes at best
[Hook]
Win like a champ, you got nothing to lose
You got to take it all like a champ
It's time to take your place and claim your winning
Win like a champ, you got nothing to lose
[Verse Three]
I refill my dreams, blow up like a TNT bomb when I drop f bombs
Fuck you if you think that'll I'll not explode, I'll load ya fuckin' brain with codes that you wanna crack but can't
Be like 007, I'm Bond... James Bond
Shaky, shaky martini but not st, st, st, st, st, st, stirred
Feelin' like I'm gonna go damn crazy like I'm already am
Don't stay calm, I could be like Hulk and turn green and bulk bodied
Versing myself in a made-up battle
I'll rattle ya mind til the marbles get mixed up
I mixed up my own cup with a friends cup but shit... I guess that way I just fucked up
Puttin' my life to the edge with a knife from the kitchen
Saw a dead kitten and wanted to bury it, fall on my fuckin' ass and slaughter shit
I slaughter tracks, make my own crack and sniff it without gettin' the kick and high
I am about to cry because my shit is in a mess, I mostly feel depressed
It feels like a fuckin' knife to my chest, ready to go through the other side of me
My blood dripping and I'm mind trippin', shit I'm just pulling your leg and falling to my almost dead and come right back up man
[Hook 2x]
Win like a champ, you got nothing to lose
You got to take it all like a champ
It's time to take your place and claim your winning
Win like a champ, you got nothing to lose