Brock, I’m walking again. I’m back on my feet
And I’m holding down the streets like a new pair of cleats
Sacrificing sleep so that in a few weeks
I look you in your eyes and unleash the beast
About to prove to you the unusual things I can do to you
Like take my fist and drive it right through you
I take you down Brock at any and all costs
I’m super hard, you’re microsoft
I’m a heavyhitter, when I step up I don’t back off
I’m a king around here, you’re just another jack-off
You seen me before Brock, but never intense
I’ll fill you of holes like chain link fence
Word life!