Living life in the fast lane, it's all just a game
 
 Understand & maintain
 
 we're all same frame no names
 
 See what we got to do is learn to make a change
 
 Stop being plain, use your brain cut through the chains
 
 Believe in consequence, regain confidence
 
 Live your life saying there ain't no stopping this
 
 Now a good example of what that did to me
 
 Look in my eyes tell me what do you see
 
 Envy, Punk. Yeah, that's right
 
 Instead of using fists, we use mic's to fight
 
 See now Phil & me,
 
 we're gonna break it down for you people
 
 Just to show you that we're equal & evil
 
 Sit back relax, it's just a game
 
 You're about to find out the true meaning of fame
 
 So get your SM58 instead of a 9MM (double M)
 
 Plug that shit up, and let the games begin
 
  
  So now, let it out. On the mic
 
 God I'm twisted
 
 And when you look around,
 
 tell me what you've found
 
 Look in my eyes
 
 God I'm twisted
  
 
 Ok, let's get it started
 
 You talk all that shit, who's on top
 
 You think this ain't no thing
 
 Don't let me get you in the ring
 
 Yeah, but see when you go for yours bro
 
 I'm just gonna choke that throat
 
 You've been a punk & we all know
 
 All that talking shit on me
 
 Better let go
 
 Coming hard & it's gotta make me laugh
 
 You're lyrics sound like my rough draft
 
 It's gonna be a blood bath, ok?
 
 Wait, I've got something to say
 
 All your words, see they don't mean jack
 
 If you come off looking like Mark McGrath
 
 I'm hitting hard fast, before you can blink
 
 Man, you sound like the lost member from NSYNC
  
 
 So now, let it out. On the mic
 
 God I'm twisted
 
 And when you look around, tell me what you've found
 
 Look in my eyes
 
 God I'm twisted
  
 
 It's all gonna end with a mic in our hands
 
 Like a one night stand,
 
 never getting called back again
 
 A double edged sword goes in the same way
 
 But I guess it doesn't matter at the end of the day
 
 Cuz what you say, don't mean shit
 
 I guess that's what it takes to make a
 
 Hit, boom bip, & now the script is flipped
 
 Awww, has your ego tripped?
 
 The record skips, ignite like propane
 
 You better take that ass to the store for Rogaine
 
 Oh & on that tip, what's even sadder
 
 I heard from your girl that you need Viagra
 
 Rumors, they're deadly like tumors
 
 It's coming out now, later than sooner
 
 But Fuck it, one mission at one time
 
 One love for each other in this battle rhyme