Verse
Persevere till' your time is right
Make due when the price is right
Avoid sex so your rhyming's tight
Coz' to be a champion you've gotta fight for nights
And I'm looking to be JR in his prime
Young Roy Jones, punching out your lights
Strong in the booth, I punch it line for line
Gotta take niggers down, do more than survive
To get the prize, Prize Fighter
Amir Khan, it's looking brighter
Real talented but no I ain't the type to
Run around shouting it, I prove it on the mic I..
Make you see it to believe it, believe it
Ima make the world go mad, Beliebe it
Coz' they're not where I bee'z in(be in)
I buzz nigga, Muhammed Ali shit
Never been predictable compare me to a legend
The shoes of a champion is where I'm gunna step
Legends, believe it that I'm coming for your torch
I'm a Dan, so ima take the Micky outta Ward
And put myself in, untill I'm self made
Stunt like Rick Ross, I'm talking blue suede
But you've gotta earn the right to be the boss
To be the don, king(Don King) and call the shots
To go from living on the blocks
To be surrounded by the Sugar Rays and the rocks
To rock it like Marciano
Get money on a flow b-Bob it like Valentino
To walk into the ring with confidence and achievements
And when I punch lines the consequences are lethal
I need to do it for my people
Find all the gold and dodging all of the d-evils