yeah my mind is fading, it aint never comin back, but i can throw it down, like im the leader of the pack, i stand strong, no need for risky business, i can do bars, that spread like the sickness, like a holdup, when im on the mic you got your hands up, when i come into the room you better stand up, i would spare you but i never stop, the microphones open, an when i step up on the stage, i feel like im the chosen,