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Congratulations, you're moving to the next level. Your next opponent is...
You
Nobody thought I'd make it, from the bottom I touched the stars
Your next opponent is you, the lesson sets the bar
I'll frame my life in a portrait, take my pain and make it art
Greatness comes with time, every hour it played its part
You're in the way of your success, you never had competition
I lost myself trying to be accepted, but proven as a prison
Looked in the mirror and won that fight, I'm back as a man on a mission
How can I lose when I see the light and I know it ain't superstition
So, I don't wanna hear no chat man, save myself in a city like Batman
They wanna be me so bad, that's why I stand on them all
Like Gangnam, me and my brother known nationwide
My next opponent might be the tax man, I'm on the rise and slowing down
I know I'm going, I got a plan man, friends when you make a sample drill
Talk on my name right now you mad man, came from the bottom I know the drill
Fight my walls with a bang like hangman, yeah I just signed me a label deal
That's one drag me back to a flat man, if it ain't love I don't know what's real
She hit me up like Dotson
Batman, Jordan 4's are the Jordan 1's
VVS, I got more than one
I feel like Dave, survivor's guilt
Too much fame and it made me numb Mumsy it lonely up at the top Remember the days when life was fun Couldn care less about this or that And I up in the booth where BS spun You can move like me my bro One big noob and the game got spun Gang roll deep but we move discreet
Both skis with me getting it done I'm tryna see what I'm going with the youth
Tryna act bad but he really ain't on I'm a black sheep in the field of followers
Dead And a game with an AP on
I can't work an all 95 I ain't bought for the office
I wanna get paid and start the waste Stap my bread in abundance
I ain't got time for the club My pretty one keeping inside all day
She's got overprotective type, but I don't mind it being this way
I can't work no nights, I ain't built for the ostrich
I wanna get pain and start the race, start my bed in abundance
I ain't got time for the club, my thing won't keep me inside of it
She's got overprotective type, but I don't mind it being this way
Nobody thought I'd make it, from the bottom I touch the stars
Your next opponent is you, the lesson sets the bar
I'll frame my life in a portrait, take my pain and make it art
Greatness comes with time, every hour it played its part
You're in the way of your success, you never had competition
I lost myself tryna be accepted but proven as a prison
Looked in the mirror and won that fight, I'm back as a man on a mission
How can I lose when I see the light and I know it ain't superstition
Written by: Erik van Kleef, Prince Eni
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