Time to dance with the devil in the pale moon light. Im that guy ..that guy im that guy that guy the guy you never knew exsisted.The guy you dont want your girl to walk bye any opportunity to say hi. Im that guy the guy you dont wanna ask for a front with no funds just a lie. Im that guy the guy you will never understand but always ask why.With every lyric of this song i seperate the weak from the strong,ive lived the fast life beyond my whole life,never understood boring. Down front with jordan tounge out dunk Cleveland touring, high school lebron before signed nba mvp scoring , smoking a blunt with snoop feet away fort wayne preformin,soldiers all lifelong soaring, downfront columbus couture heavyweight champ crowd roaring. Crunk everytime turned up my glass so keep pouring i say its war when you have no idea whats in store then i score others jaw hit the floor hyped up...shits get hype..you just not that type...not ready not close to ripe, Im that guy , that guy the guy who before your ready ill peel your cap back, rip n half every bone n smash before the end of those words every came out your yapper talkin trash,lil snapper feel bad open hand cant even slap her. Im On fire your ears filled with ash..smoke now rolling as i stroll in unreal waves hurricane splash unable to surpass my own crave to put my own fire out i king bootz continue to blaze giving everyone a heat rash.Everyones starting to feel the backlash stage is now set. Im that guy that guy that guy the guy who is Takin all bets, i understand no threats look at everyone as my pets...make me laugh. Girls jumping to reach the top of my staff give her n autograph, let her photograph so her friends she throws in my path all givin me a bubble bath... Im that guy that guy that guy the guy who is packed up stackin up the floor beneath everyones feet cracking up cant keep up with my own mathematics funnel tactics tunnel vision a past semi fully loaded tragic adreniline rush daily need for climatic owning the game im a fanatic hatin with statics lookin past what you cant see...stacks to high forming a stairway path past heavens gates reaching down for me. Im that guy that guy that guy im that guy im so high god can no longer see, float like a butterfly no gravity sting like a bee hard to believe but my name really is Bruce aka boss of all bosses fucking lee...threw the clouds my blue eyes no one ever could see..Red eyes ancor myself with kids that make me me. Me myself n I above all those who never had the heart to put no next to why?............Go against that n die....yeah im that guy!