[Intro] Can Manchester United score? They always score Giggs with a shot, Sherringham! Name on the trophy In to Sherringham Name on the trophy [Verse 1] Uh, on your marks, get set, now let's go Never last, hunger's right back, I want gold Forgive me, Lord, for my sins on these dark roads Had to black it out, had to show them this is my show Headliner, designer, naked truth, Delilah He's on the come-up, you're an adolescent U minor I'm on my, I'm on my grown sh** here I'm not one to boast but I'm coasting here f** it, man, I said it, I'm a cla** above the rest of 'em Check my hitlist, boy, or should I name a few of 'em? Living out the past? No, we're just tryna better them Feel it in my body, feel that rush and the adrenaline '09, UK, top male seller 2010, got soaked, what a stormy weather "Let It Rain" really felt like "Game Over" Named the album 'Third Strike', now I wish I never Yeah, I put a curse on myself But I came right back like pa** me my belt File out the old me, looking like a new me Packed my own bag cause I'm primed and myself like that [Hook] [Verse 2] Do you really want the fame, the paps and the bright lights? Wild nights, that life? Are you ready for the day when you can't see sunlight? Night night, same time Can't say I don't like it, tasted it, I tried it Finger-licking lifestyle, in love with all the spices But some couldn't pay the prices We survived rich flow, that's why we're the nicest We had to flip mode, we had to tiptoe Duck down, hit 'em with it, hit a couple blows Throw no no, everything felt so slow Like it was moving in slow-mo Took a step back, came with a setback Really felt cold, how much can I stress that? Got my team back, please believe that I'm on my strongest, and I really mean that Yeah, we don't grow long From the start to the middle, let it roll on Yeah, yeah, so I hold on Cause we're speeding, calling it the home run, home run [Hook]