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
