Defeated

[Verse 1]

What did I do to get here, on this track,

ima get ready to spread fear, and attack,

I got my pen here, and a pad,

I’m getting ready to fly, start the countdown from five,

until now I didn’t know what this pen was for,

déjà vu I feel like I’ve been here before,

all I want is to be free, so I’m getting ready to flee,

I’m no longer gonna be number two Im stronger and I flow longer on this beat,

I’m number one my pen is a gun, I lyrically murder for amusement you play tennis for fun,

Nobody can stop me even if you shot me can’t rock me,

can’t drop me there’s no copy of me nobody can top me,

some Get sloppy when they get cocky not me just watch me,

ima pop me a oxy this is for everybody that mocked me, (Hah!)

Can’t nobody beat me even if you try can’t be me,

so leave me the fuck alone I’m John cena you can’t see me,

the game needs me it’s bleeding let it be free,

all you fuckers doubting me are gon see me on tv,

believe me, I do this music shit without a cheat sheet,

I lead it, you reject my pen but you’re gon’ see that you need it,

there’s a monster inside of me and your hate is what feeds it,

you ain’t ever gon’ be shit so don’t talk bout that g shit,

leave it, you’ll get burnt so like Michael Jackson said just beat it,

this is just a taste of how you’d be treated you are defeated,

so please be seated, we’re starting our descent your flight is completed,

your fuel is depleted, I’m suddenly reheated and I’m still undefeated,