Roamin' the waves and the snow
Blade in my hand, carry weight to the play that I go
My resting place, I don't know
I carry sins of my past and the hate of my foes
Pick up the pace in my zone
Constantly runnin', I'm feeling like Drake and his woes
Cards that I play in my dome
I raise the bet like it's Poker, they wait 'til I fold
Been in the streets where the good die young
Prayin' for peace, I peep the bright sun
Lookin' at the game, I'm seein' my sons
It makes my heart sing like Tiller Bryson
Feel like AB, I'm steppin' off the field
They screamin' in my ear, they tell me I'm dumb
They do not see the game that I've played
The blade to my nape, or where that I'm from
I take shots and I cannot cope
The weight in my blade, the pain in my lung
Cold-hearted killer cat, I'm Tai Lung
A heavyweight champ, no Fury Tyson
I'm a nomad
In the area, I'm known to give toe tags
Hiten Mitsurugi style, leave that boy blown back
Make him run forty yards in a four flat
Flash on jit, like he snapped with a Kodak
Been a beast, no man to control that
Rippin' niggas up before a nigga even known Jack
Let him know I'ma do that boy so bad
Blast him to atoms, I'm actin' like Bojack
The path of the blade is cold
If you live by the blade, you die by it, nigga