Verse 1:
Yeah, real life, young go-getta 
About to hit 'em with his own, get the show set-up 
Now his whole city's proud of their own little 
Boy that would grow into a full-blown gorilla 
Yeah, now he's a beast that would grow bigger 
Venomous tongue, in his zone, son is a cold killer 
No dopedealer, but he supply the fiends 
Tell 'em what he tells the skinny girls - go figure 
But little did they know he would own every 
Track he got on, drop bombs on these bullshitters 
And hold (-ing) the microphone steady, man, he's so ready 
He's already going for the throne and gold medal (yeah! )
Haters want to see him gone but he won't let 'em 
And if you ever thought he would, homie, you should know better 
Nah, he's no quitter 
Just a man with the heart of lion trying to show 'em that I won't give up... 
Chorus (x2):
La-la-la-Lionheart! 
Are you ready for me now? 
I'm coming at the speed of sound! 
La-lionheart... La-lionheart... 
Verse 2:
Tell 'em all to make room for the new kid 
They all thought was running out of fuel, now the dude's spit 
Sicker than any possible flu that the news pick 
To push, man, he's looking ready to shoot, got the fuse lit 
So that's what I did, been on the move since 
I am so prepared for battle even my mood swings 
Plus I made a vow to always give 'em my two cents 
Right until they picking up a new scent 
Fuck it, I'ma live life, go and get it while I'm young 
'Cause that shit'll make you blind like you're staring at the sun 
So I try not to worry and just have a little fun 
'Til that 9 millimeter leaves the barrel of the gun 
If you think it sounds harsch, just look at where my heroes went 
They either died from a bullet or from heroin 
So I guess from here on I'm the heir to the throne 
To carry the load and go 'til they bury my bones... 
Chorus.