Vers 1:
CHECK, I need to check like one two or two one
I confess I'm the best gotta go gotta go gotta go (get em)
I confess I'm the best gotta go gotta go gotta go (ugh)
It's got that game time filling back against the wall
Time to aim for this feeling num to the pain the only way to heaven
Is to call record bord change the frame change the filting to the building
My brain is the weapon im casel with trying prophete of the game that still in me
Hit from laughish make a chilling one day im lead this name to my children
So they can wear it with pride like this freshness fide that I went to the side
And you can see the humble brake down to sides cause the truth taste good
In the belly of lies I ain't selling you beef and ain't selling you pies not
Flow doospick and no so nutritious look im telling you got put your hands in the sky
Is that socket raping thats a hell of a guy thats why
HOOK:
I live my life on the line
I like doing all the time
Cause thats what I want
Gotta go gotta go gotta go (get em)
Every second every hour I confess I'm the best
Gotta go gotta go gotta go (ugh)
Vers 2:
So determined and so deserve and four for one on goal and my soul was burnin'
And I ain't scared it will be great with no fear if you wanna live for ever here's
Ya' chance right here the game is on but all the fans are gone do you do it for the love or just for show
Become the one with a pa**ional feed for dow I'm addicted to adrenaline flow cause it makes me moooove
Then I created a groove with a touch get rush baby I can't lose and this lame distance round with two left
Shoes in the middle with the ring go the knockout king till the dreams to reality f** the technicalities
Nothing never stopping me I guess its just a rocking me hole to roller loosing to get co shoulder
And shamps get weighed the size of ice boulders soldier
HOOK:
I live my life on the line
I like doing all the time
Cause thats what I want
Gotta go gotta go gotta go (get em)
Every second every hour I confess im the best
Gotta go gotta go gotta go (ugh)
Vers 3:
Taking me church take-taking me church put your motherf**ing hands in the air
Every day I wake up just my faults just one number working me working me
Every day I wake up to grab my guitar just one number working me working me
Every day I wake up to give him my arm you now I've being working me working me
HOOK:
I live my life on the line
I like doing all the time
Cause thats I want
Gotta go gotta go gotta go (get em)
Every second every hour I confess I'm the best
Gotta go gotta go gotta go (ugh)