Verse 1) I'm the winner, Godzilla lost his crown Searching for my paper, while I'm holding it down I'm the king of this game Spitting flames, leaving rappers in shame BPM at 90, slow and steady rhythm I'm the lyrical assassin, killing beats with precision No need for an intro, I jump straight into the action Bars so tight, they cause a chain reaction I'm a lyrical monster, no one can compare Got the crowd screaming, they can't help but stare Godzilla lost my paper, but I found my flow I'm the heavyweight champ, knocking out every foe (Verse 2) Searching for that greatness, that's been missing in rap I bring it back, jpk golden child style, no cap No chorus needed, just straight bars and rhymes I'm the realest rapper, standing the test of time I'm on a mission, to conquer this game Leaving a legacy, forever known by my name Godzilla lost my paper, but I found my purpose I spit fire, burning tracks, making them nervous I'm the king of the jungle, ruling with my words No need for an outro, I