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 our like I thought ir 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

4 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 lasr headline, that headline

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