This... is...
survival of the fittest,
this... is...
do or die.
This... is... the winner takes it all, so take it a-a-a-all.
Wasn't ready to be a millionaire, I was ill-prepared.
I was prepared to be ill, though, the skill was there.
In the beginning it wasn't 'bout the ends,
it was 'bout busting raps and standing for something.
F^^ king acronymn, cut the f^^king act like you're happy, I'm f^^king back again
with another anthem, why stop when it doesn't have to end?
It aingt over 'til I say it's over, enough when I say enough,
throw me to the wolves and close the gate up,
I'm afraid of what'll happen to them wolves.
When the thought of being thrown into an alligator pit, I salivated it.
Wait is up, hands up like it's twelve noon,
nah, homie hold them bitches straighter up, wave 'em 'til you dislocate a rotator cuff.
Came up rough, came to ruffle feathers, nah, egos,
I aingt deflate enough, last chance to make this whole stadium erupt 'cause...
This... is...
survival of the fittest,
this... is...
do or die.
This... is... the winner takes it all, so take it a-a-a-all.
I can see the finish line with each line that I finish,
I'm so close to my goals I can almost pole vault over the goal post.
And if I don't got enough in the tank, maybe I can just siphon enough to fill up this last can,
man, will I survive in this climate, or what?
They said I was washed up and kinda blood-bathed.
I'm not a rapper, I'm an adapter: I can adjust.
Plus, I can just walk up to a mic and just bust.
So, floor's open if you'd like to discuss top five in this motherf^^ker and if I don't make the cut?
What, like I give a f^^k?
I'm 'a light this b^^^h up like I'm driving `a truck
to the side of a pump,
zero to sixty, hop in and gun it like G-Unit without the hyphen, I'm hyping 'em up.
And if there should ever come a time where my life's in a rut,
and I look like I might just give up,
eh, might've mistook me for bowing out.
I aingt taking a bow, I'm stabbing myself with a f^^king knife in the gut, while I'm wiping my butt!
'Cause I just s^^tted on the mic, and I like getting cut,
I get excited at the sight of my blood,
you're in a fight with a nut.
'Cause I'm 'a fight 'til I die or win, biting the dust, it'll just...
make me angrier, wait.
Let me remind you of what got me this far.
Picture me quitting, now draw a circle around it and put a line through it, s^^t.
It's survival or what?
...Is... survival of the fittest,
this... is...
do or die.
This... is... the winner takes it all, so take it a-a-a-all.
So take it a-a-a-all.
So get your ideas,
stack your ammo,
but don't come unless you come to battle, I'm mad now jump in the saddle, this is it.
It's what you eat, sleep, piss, and s^^t.
Live, breathe, your whole existence just consists of this, refuse to quit.
Fuse is lit, can't diffuse the wick.
I don't do this music s^^t, I lose my s^^t.
Aingt got nothing to lose, it's the moment of truth,
it's all I know how to do, as soon as I get thrown in the booth, I spit.
But my respect is overdue, I'm showing you the flow no one do,
'cause I don't own no diploma from school, I quit!
So there's nothing for me to fall back on, I know no other trades,
so you better trade your f^^king mics in for some tool boxes.
'Cause you'll never take my pride from me,
it'll have to be pried from me,
so pull out your pliers and your screw drivers.
But I want you to doubt me, I don't want you to believe.
'Cause this is something that I must use to succeed,
and if you don't like me then f^^k you.
Self-esteem must be f^^king shooting through the roof 'cause trust me,
my skin is too thick and bullet proof to touch me.
I can see why the f^^k I disgust you,
I must be allergic to failure 'cause everytime I come close to it I just sneeze.
But I just go "atchoo" then achieve!
This... is...
survival of the fittest,
this... is...
do or die.
This... is... the winner takes it all, so take it a-a-a-all.
So take it a-a-a-all.
