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"The Champ"

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

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

over the beat]
Get out my face! No you got no mo?'.
Don't need no has been up my corner
And you better get that mad look off your face for I it off
Hey you ready for another beating
You should have came back
here man after I crucify him, you next!
And you have a good doctor to rearrange your face
I'm the Champ!

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

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

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

over the beat]
Listen I am bad, I I am bad
I'm a bad man
I'm so bad sometimes I's myself
Sometimes I look in the mirror and 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 y'all forget it

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

[cheering in the