False Start

Gun was shot after I was already up The rule is clear it's a false start A false start Two men drop, one to the bottom an one to the trop We got ourselves in a cold war A cold war Bird in hand, friend of a feather, the muscle plan Didn't work out like I thought it would Eyes ahead, keep on rippling though the sand Once I stop it's over, it's over In the fast track I'm a ticking bomb Minor setback, but I've gone too far I can make it, just a few more yards I'm not failing, yeah, I'm almost done Can't believe what just happened, it wasn't me I know better than losing like this Clear my head, nobody saw it, I'm up ahead This is between the footmarks and me Four long years, I've been waiting to conquer this To spoil it up with a point one, a point one I can't let, let my people down, not again Not after that last headline, that headline In the fast track I'm a ticking bomb Minor setback, but I've gone too far I can make it, just a few more yards I'm not failing, yeah, I'm almost done On the podium, I'm the golden man In the columns, in the paper stands What's my record, it's always the same Never beaten, yeah, I own this game Yeah, I own this game Yeah, I own this game Yeah, I own this game Yeah, I own this game