Into the flame, into the fireWith no regard for a thing, fuck that I"m the lord of the gameI rule this empire< lyrics from: http://www.trident-gaming.net/e84966-death_grips~lord_of_the_game_lyrics.html >Lord of the gameBorn to reign above all that you claim to know beyond a doubtCuz no one has came even close to the trainOf thought we drop like neutron bombs from the towerControl this and bang this, then watch it rise higherThan anything seen in your entireLife spent in chains, sonic live wireElectrified rain from the lips of the driverWhippin the wheelFlippin donuts to peelOut on the face of the base, where"s my lighter?Need it to kill one more and chill while ns feelIt so much my gut burns like the tiresMovin this movement of real shit inspiredBy all that has come before this and was doneFor the real ones packin real guns loaded with powerShower the slums with power from the war marching drums that have come to devourThe weakness that runs when we comeFuckin cowardsWhen they tell you you must make itAnd you think hell noGot a bad feeling and can"t shake itHits so lowLord of the gameBorn to reign above all that you claim to know beyond a doubtCuz no one has came even close to the train of thoughtWe drop like neutron bombs from the tower"Pon which we maintainLike soldiers of fameAnd fortune denied as to to get by without theBullshit coming at me from all sidesNowhere to run, nowhere to hideTold me it was all good, but they liedDon"t wait to see whites of their eyesDeath to everyone who does not recognizeWars never done, think it is you dieWhere was i nowLike i said beforeHear someone knockinAt my front doorWho could it be, should ns ignoreThe knockin or see what could be in storeFor me if i leave the safety of the shoreSo many options, so little timeTo do what i want "fore the end of the linePlaces its blade in the small of my spineIs it paranoia, is it real?How long can a man enjoy what he doesn"t feelWhen they ask if you can make itAnd you don"t wanna goWhen they tell you you must make itAnd you think hell noGot a bad feeling and can"t shake itHits so low(Rather be stuck naked)Than waste my time like the last timeAnd every time before thatDon"t waste my time even one more timeWhen you know that shit is whackDon"t make me remind of you of the last time youSaid you"d never go back.Fuck where you"re from,Fuck where you"re goin,It"s all about where you"re at