Descendant from adversity

A youth learns early what hatred means

Enraged with anger, no dignity

Whitewashed the mind

No knowledge of self

Stand against the foe

Is a sweeter death to know

A battle for our right

Is a sweeter death to know

Beat everyone 'till there's

No one else to beat

Stand in line

You are next to grovel at my feet

I will be the one

I want to be

Make no mistake

What's my name?

Stand against the foe

Is a sweeter death to know

A battle for our right

Is a sweeter death to know

Better to stay and fight

Is a sweeter death to know

Stand against the foe

Is a sweeter death to know

Won't kill in foreign lands

Return and beat by racist hands

We're victims of an oppressive game

He cast aside a life of fame

The weight is heavy

The burden great

Stand to be different

Held onto faith

A defiant champ of the world

But never stood alone

Felt the fire beneath his feet but kept pushing on despite of the heat

Didn't matter at all what people might said

He had the sprit to fight his way to the end

Even in the sickness there's a torch with a flame

Lighting up a path, for all those who came

Even in the darkness there's a glimmer of hope

Never down and never out the original GOAT