Lord of the Game

Into the flame, into the fire 
  With no regard for a thing, fuck that I'm the lord of the game 
  I rule this empire 

  Lord of the game 
  Born to reign above all that you claim to know beyond a doubt 
  Cuz no one has came even close to the train 
  Of thought we drop like neutron bombs from the tower 

  Control this and bang this, then watch it rise higher 
  Than anything seen in your entire 
  Life spent in chains, sonic live wire 
  Electrified rain from the lips of the driver 
  Whippin the wheel 
  Flippin donuts to peel 
  Out on the face of the base, where's my lighter? 
  Need it to kill one more and chill while I feel 
  It so much my gut burns like the tires 
  Movin this movement of real shit inspired 
  By all that has come before this and was done 
  For the real ones packin real guns loaded with power 
  Shower the slums with power from the war marching drums that have come to devour 
  The weakness that runs when we come 
  Fuckin cowards 

  When they tell you you must make it 
  And you think hell no 
  Got a bad feeling and can't shake it 
  Hits so low 

  Lord of the game 
  Born to reign above all that you claim to know beyond a doubt 
  Cuz no one has came even close to the train of thought 
  We drop like neutron bombs from the tower 
  'Pon which we maintain 
  Like soldiers of fame 
  And fortune denied as to to get by without the 
  Bullshit coming at me from all sides 
  Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide 
  Told me it was all good, but they lied 
  Don't wait to see whites of their eyes 
  Death to everyone who does not recognize 
  Wars never done, think it is you die 

  Where was I now 
  Like I said before 
  Hear someone knockin 
  At my front door 
  Who could it be, should I ignore 
  The knockin or see what could be in store 
  For me if I leave the safety of the shore 
  So many options, so little time 
  To do what I want 'fore the end of the line 
  Places its blade in the small of my spine 
  Is it paranoia, is it real? 
  How long can a man enjoy what he doesn't feel 

  When they ask if you can make it 
  And you don't wanna go 

  When they tell you you must make it 
  And you think hell no 
  Got a bad feeling and can't shake it 
  Hits so low 

  (Rather be stuck naked) 
  Than waste my time like the last time 
  And every time before that 
  Don't waste my time even one more time 
  When you know that shit is whack 
  Don't make me remind of you of the last time you 
  Said you'd never go back. 

  Fuck where you're from, 
  Fuck where you're goin, 
  It's all about where you're at