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You claim you real, but I see through the facade, All that talkin' tough, boy, you ain't even a squad, Runnin' 'round flexin', but your heart's full of fear, I’m the one they talk about, your end is near. Got the streets on my back, while you sit and you pout, I’m the king of this jungle, hear the lions shout, You a mouse in the mix, I’m the cat with the claws, When I step in the booth, it’s a wrap, no applause. You ain't built for this life, you just playin' a role, I’m the fire in the night, while you stuck in the cold, Every line that I spit, got you feelin’ the heat, While you dreamin’ of wins, I’m out here takin' the street. Thought you could compete, but you lost in the game, I’m a beast on the rise, you just chasin' the fame, So remember my name, when you look in the mirror, It’s a diss to your pride, and I’m makin’ it clearer.