You turned your back on what you love lately?
Luke Gallows, Finn Balor
Welcome to the Club, baby
Waterloo
Bodies stashed up in the back yard
They say they searched
I guess the judges ain't look that hard
I study their pen coz
Nothing new's cast, they
Jack writers, like Jack Ryder
I'm back fire
These black skies
Full of bat sightings
This man'll still ruin this city's scene
I'm Zak Snyder
They get away with murder
Now I'm back driving
Cowlings with the horse power
Hot pursuit, the track's fire
I bitches like they catfishes
A star in my father's eye
I'm the son of Jack Thriller
Rope-a-dope
Cassius Clay at the masquerade
How's this a challenge when
Everybody raps the same?
I'll pack the stage
With, all my rapper mates and
Put on a mass display
For each and every man that hates
I'm fighting demons
Wrestling the dark side
While they part time
I'll make it our life
If you see me bleed
I'll let the scars shine
Turn this pain to art
Welcome to craft time
So let's work (Let's work)
Let's grind (Let's grind)
Each verse is fire
And each line
I'm the only one who'll kill me
You feel me?
This is the real me
Authentic, 2.0
I'm Bo Jackson with the toe tagging
Raiders on the lost arc
Hoes gagging for that throat action
Your whole faction is slow tracking
And so backwards
Crop circles in the field
Now the goat's back in
A meaner version of myself
Now that I'm reborn
So when I end your life
Tell me how you'll respond
A new future let me pander to your queen
You dancing in your dreams
I'm the answer to the scene
My nuts on the counter
Catch me by the bar
And the sky ain't the limit
So we fashioned out a star
Real recognize real
I don't know your name
Smoking aces, poker face
The river run, you know the game
Efficient lines, this is real rap
I know my stock dropped
So I'm helping Stella get a mill back
The battle world couldn't stop me
We had a top tier gun
And I just realized that it's not me
I'm fighting demons
Wrestling the dark side
While they part time
I'll make it our life
If you see me bleed
I'll let the scars shine
Turn this pain to art
Welcome to craft time
So let's work (Let's work)
Let's grind (Let's grind)
Each verse is fire
And each line
I'm the only one who'll kill me
You feel me?
This is the real me
Authentic, 2.0
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You turned your back on what you love lately?
Luke Gallows, Finn Balor
Welcome to the Club, baby
Waterloo
Bodies stashed up in the back yard
They say they searched
I guess the judges ain't look that hard
I study their pen coz
Nothing new's cast, they
Jack writers, like Jack Ryder
I'm back fire
These black skies
Full of bat sightings
This man'll still ruin this city's scene
I'm Zak Snyder
They get away with murder
Now I'm back driving
Cowlings with the horse power
Hot pursuit, the track's fire
I bitches like they catfishes
A star in my father's eye
I'm the son of Jack Thriller
Rope-a-dope
Cassius Clay at the masquerade
How's this a challenge when
Everybody raps the same?
I'll pack the stage
With, all my rapper mates and
Put on a mass display
For each and every man that hates
I'm fighting demons
Wrestling the dark side
While they part time
I'll make it our life
If you see me bleed
I'll let the scars shine
Turn this pain to art
Welcome to craft time
So let's work (Let's work)
Let's grind (Let's grind)
Each verse is fire
And each line
I'm the only one who'll kill me
You feel me?
This is the real me
Authentic, 2.0
I'm Bo Jackson with the toe tagging
Raiders on the lost arc
Hoes gagging for that throat action
Your whole faction is slow tracking
And so backwards
Crop circles in the field
Now the goat's back in
A meaner version of myself
Now that I'm reborn
So when I end your life
Tell me how you'll respond
A new future let me pander to your queen
You dancing in your dreams
I'm the answer to the scene
My nuts on the counter
Catch me by the bar
And the sky ain't the limit
So we fashioned out a star
Real recognize real
I don't know your name
Smoking aces, poker face
The river run, you know the game
Efficient lines, this is real rap
I know my stock dropped
So I'm helping Stella get a mill back
The battle world couldn't stop me
We had a top tier gun
And I just realized that it's not me
I'm fighting demons
Wrestling the dark side
While they part time
I'll make it our life
If you see me bleed
I'll let the scars shine
Turn this pain to art
Welcome to craft time
So let's work (Let's work)
Let's grind (Let's grind)
Each verse is fire
And each line
I'm the only one who'll kill me
You feel me?
This is the real me
Authentic, 2.0
Luke Gallows, Finn Balor
Welcome to the Club, baby
Waterloo
Bodies stashed up in the back yard
They say they searched
I guess the judges ain't look that hard
I study their pen coz
Nothing new's cast, they
Jack writers, like Jack Ryder
I'm back fire
These black skies
Full of bat sightings
This man'll still ruin this city's scene
I'm Zak Snyder
They get away with murder
Now I'm back driving
Cowlings with the horse power
Hot pursuit, the track's fire
I bitches like they catfishes
A star in my father's eye
I'm the son of Jack Thriller
Rope-a-dope
Cassius Clay at the masquerade
How's this a challenge when
Everybody raps the same?
I'll pack the stage
With, all my rapper mates and
Put on a mass display
For each and every man that hates
I'm fighting demons
Wrestling the dark side
While they part time
I'll make it our life
If you see me bleed
I'll let the scars shine
Turn this pain to art
Welcome to craft time
So let's work (Let's work)
Let's grind (Let's grind)
Each verse is fire
And each line
I'm the only one who'll kill me
You feel me?
This is the real me
Authentic, 2.0
I'm Bo Jackson with the toe tagging
Raiders on the lost arc
Hoes gagging for that throat action
Your whole faction is slow tracking
And so backwards
Crop circles in the field
Now the goat's back in
A meaner version of myself
Now that I'm reborn
So when I end your life
Tell me how you'll respond
A new future let me pander to your queen
You dancing in your dreams
I'm the answer to the scene
My nuts on the counter
Catch me by the bar
And the sky ain't the limit
So we fashioned out a star
Real recognize real
I don't know your name
Smoking aces, poker face
The river run, you know the game
Efficient lines, this is real rap
I know my stock dropped
So I'm helping Stella get a mill back
The battle world couldn't stop me
We had a top tier gun
And I just realized that it's not me
I'm fighting demons
Wrestling the dark side
While they part time
I'll make it our life
If you see me bleed
I'll let the scars shine
Turn this pain to art
Welcome to craft time
So let's work (Let's work)
Let's grind (Let's grind)
Each verse is fire
And each line
I'm the only one who'll kill me
You feel me?
This is the real me
Authentic, 2.0
Writer: Dale Haddon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid