Verse 1:
Let me tell you I've embraced the struggle
When came some trouble I was unable to erase the subtle
Unease that was trapping me
Holding me down but now the chains you see I've finally broken out
I'm hoping now
I can come around and show my face once more
The rap games kinda full but Imma kick down the door
My story took a turn but the turn was a miscalculation
The GPS that is my life was only seeking greatness
And I spit bars of gold for the fans to dig
I've gotta cook up a rig
I'm fishing for some men just like Jesus did in the bible
And on the third day I arose call it raps revival
It ain't survival if you thrive
So Imma rise until my kingdom touches the sky
Empires die when they challenge me
I'm back in business motherfuckers and you all are just in time to see

[Chorus x2]

I gotta be great
I gotta rise
I gotta set the game on fire
I hope they realize
They don't wanna fight because I'm making it known
I'm back in business and I'm taking the throne
Verse 2:
I remember when I started saying I was the best
I didn't believe it at first
But I see you fuckers cashing these checks
Got no respect for the game that you rep
Well Imma show you why these pure bred white collar boys have got the game in check
That's me and Mitchie and our whole damn crew
My friends, just know that every verse is for you
And Imma stay true no false lyrics
I got the fall spirit
But I'm an evergreen cause I don't change when the game grows cold I don't fear it
I won't hear it
All these excuses got me going insane
Spitting the flame is a must for me
You gotta trust in me
And Imma bring rap back from the dead
They say I lost my head but I'm going after the bread
And I won't quit until I'm finally fed
My knuckles are red
As I grab hold of every last bit of rope
The climb up to the top has begun, end quote

[Chorus x2]

Verse 3:
Tell me I'm the greatest finally tell me that I made it finally tell me you don't hate please just tell me why you wasting my time
Why you wasting my time
I spit rhymes but what's the use when no one listens
My poems glisten with the sweat my brows have just been dripping
I must be tripping
Look at me I'm sickened
I know I'm better than all these folks
So now I finally get to prove that hope that I don't choke
It's just game they tell me but I love it so much
I live and die for this rapping and I just finished lunch
Ready to eat
Ready for cold ready for heat
Ready to go to war in the streets
Ready to prove that indeed
I belong amongst an ocean or sea
Of other rappers hope these bastards can see
That I'm attacking all they fake asses actually
So suit up motherfuckers for this battle bet you can't battle with me
[Chorus x3]

Break out the champagne
Cut the ribbon
This shits officially
Open for business