not gonna die to all these dam lies I will arise until my dreams hit the skies no matter how many cries I hear for help or the size of people I have to fight to night i might as well to try to smite devil and become vessel on another level because I got power of will it's like my superpower I get kicked down and I get stronger even if they try to bring me dishonor my fame just gets hotter and my dreams get broader and no matter how many screams I hear am going to take it to extremes to win even if I have to break bitches spleens to win and i will live as along as queen of England to achieve it il become a wicked demon to deepen my chance of makeing my dreams I must weaken my chains and live with my pains nomatter how hard it rains a might strike you with my sword you have my word I'll challenge a horde of assholes just to achieve my goals but my tolls are starting to hit me I'll play whatever roles I have to if am filled with holes from my own brother gun the rougher the better cuz that's what will make me stand up at the end il be tougher then every motherfucker better take cover before they discover that their introuble they just realized that am not tamable I will arise from my rubble and drown them until they make a bunch of bubbles I'd cut through jungles and kick your ass while am eating Pringles il fight them by the millions il be ever ones villains and make my disappearance