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My road to glory is filled with thorns Fearing thoughts from my brain and I train to remain strong And can I give it up? I'll be a changed killer My thoughts will make you feel the pain of a trained killer Please believe that I'll never be shamed again But can I leave the next heavy weight champion? Call me crazy but no one can fade me I'm the product of the projects Lost and crazy Throw your hands up Mr. Bruno, why? Big Mike Tyson bout to brutalize that ass tonight No hesitation for the whole nation I beat that ass so bad I probably violate probation Through demonstration as I strategize information And intend to kill so it's real like I'm catching cases Ha-ha I let the world know I plan to die If I don't leave with what I came for I'm leaving high [Chorus] Now, my first round is for the times that I sit in this cell The second round is for the media and the lies they tell My third round is for the pain that I felt inside Best recognize I hope to not, die, let me fly now Songtexte My first round is for the times that I sit in this cell The second round is for the media and the lies they tell My third round is for the pain that I felt inside Best recognize I hope to not, die, let me fly now Aus Songtexte Mania