Verse 1: I step into the arena, mic in my hand A warrior of words, ready to take my stand My rhymes are razor-sharp, my flow's on fire I'm here to conquer, my spirit never tires I'm a wordsmith warrior, armed with rhymes so tight My flow's a freight train, crushing opponents in sight I weave a web of wisdom, with bars that never bend My mic skills are mastery, my victory's the end Listen up, I'm on the mic, and I'm here to stay My rhymes are fire, and my flow's in play I'm taking down the competition, one by one My skills are unmatched, my victory's won I'm a verbal virtuoso, orchestrating rhymes with ease My flow's a rollercoaster, twisting haters to their knees My words are wolverine claws, slicing through the fake I'm the master of the mic, my legacy at stake Chorus: Let battle commence, the war of words unfold I'm armed with rhymes, my victory to hold Let battle rage on, only one can reign I'm the king of the mic, my name etched in flames Pre-Chorus: The crowd is on their feet, the tension builds high Two opponents clash, only one will survive One-Line Talk: "It's time to put up or shut up, let's see who's alive!" Verse 2: My opponent's strong, but I'm stronger still My rhymes are a sword, cutting deep and chill I weave a web of words, a trap to ensnare My victory's certain, my opponent's left impaired My opponent's weak, their rhymes are whack I'm the king of the game, and I'm taking the pack My words are sharp, my delivery's cold I'm leaving the haters in the dust, old My rhymes are razor-sharp, slicing through the noise I'm a lyrical assassin, leaving haters with joys My flow's a firehose, dousing the competition cold I'm the king of the mic, my reign never grows old I'm a lyrical laser beam, cutting through the haze My rhymes are a puzzle, solving the game in amaze My flow's a hurricane force, leaving the competition dry I'm the mic magician, making the haters wonder why