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