[Verse 1] What I gotta do? Just rap really fast? All to prove that I can rap really well? Well matter of fact I got that in the bag So hopefully this helps in helping you tell 'coz people get credit when they can do better Ain't done their due diligence, any of them Instead they deferred, didn't put in the work While I'm working these verses like aluminium In a furnace First and foremost, further learning is required Not quite there yet, the idea met with widespread dissent Decided, I was Entitled to the title, tried with both my hands tied behind and Following the footsteps of the best, wrestled with title fighters Came up short with the game I brought Wasn't enough and I just ended up As the same before, lame I know it Competition tough, for the record it's rough But I still strive for it, to make top 4 Cause the crowds to erupt, get my shows live-er Drop hotter bars and rock proper Smoke other rappers no problem Said they resented me, expending energy, just to seem sinister some of the time Finished up with a withdrawal, I administered medicine, mental attention required Mending my mind, the adrenaline entering into the system a**isting inside Insistent on skipping on all the dismissals, need instant appraisal for raising the bar Accepting the finer finesses, look effortless twisting these sentences into a rhyme My message in essence is testing the best of the rest never resting, step on an incline Big dick Michael, change my last name to Fa**bender Rap singer, New Zealand accent Adapted to that, it came Natural, Actual, cash spender Acting a fool forever In a rational mood? No never [Hook (x2)] I'm the man (x4) If somebody think they better guess they didn't get the message Wa**up [Verse 2] You can mull it over, like a bogan Does have covering his neck like '86 Hulk Hogan I ball like what you holding up in your scrotum Don't get it twisted, like a testicular torsion I'm awesome See the way I generate endorphins Creating orphans 'coz I'm offing their parents often No metaphor, I'm enormous My dick so big that it need it's own office (x2) [Verse 3] Yo yo yo, wa**up wa**up The introduction just begun Shake my hand, how you been? Ask your name then say mine is Michael Chaplin, occupation rapping rapid I ain't having Any reaction which happen to disparage my habit Less a hobby, more a living Guess you could be forgiven For envisioning a different decision and considering my intentions insufficient Just part of the wider vision My ambitions as a writer, not a ridah Ought not to cause division 'coz in this field it's useful to feel yourself and follow in the Steps created by the best the 2Pac's and Christopher Wallace's Acknowledging all of them that have come before Knock knock, rapping on the door Better let me in [Hook (x2)] I'm the man (x4) If somebody think they better guess they didn't get the message Wa**up!