They don't wanna' see me win
They just wanna' see me fall
But I always get it in
When my backs against the wall
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
They don't wanna' see me win
They just wanna' see me fall
But I always get it in
When my backs against the wall
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
Niggas they call him the champ, niggas they call him "The Chozen"
One of the greatest alive, who do you think you approaching
Back at the top of the game, cockin' the thing at the top of ya' frame
Lockin' the block got it hot like a flame, you lookin' to box nigga hop in the ring
Slide wit the bae in the coupe, hop out the wraith wit' no roof
Feel like I'm Pierce when I ball, niggas' be knowin' that A1 the truth
I play the game, and you an analyst, Roll a stick of the cannabis
This a whole notha' anthem, Kaepernick will even stand to this
They don't wanna' see me win
They just wanna' see me fall
But I always get it in
When my backs against the wall
Birds flippin' so the birds flock, bird talk u niggas' bird watch
Stuff bags in a bird twat, definition of a bird box
White girl Sandra Bullock, cut the bull, you a bird ock
Got me wavy on a cloud, high enough to make a bird drop
Now I'm Mr.Undisputed, this time we ain't playin'
Five-nine wit' a long reach and two-twenty on the weigh in
They don't wanna' see me win
They just wanna' see me fall
But I always get it in
When my backs against the wall
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
They don't wanna' see me win
They just wanna' see me fall
But I always get it in
When my backs against the wall
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
Make way for the champ
Niggas I'm one of the illest, the chemist to lyrics the realest to deal wit' I
Deliver the pain and I live in the lane and u niggas is lame and a livin' lie
You put up ya' numbers in garbage time, see I ball out like I'm outta' line
Turnin' the booth to Columbine, when I throw shots to the face you can't counter mine
Callenstetics get my swole on, Mr.T wit' all this gold on
Raekwon how I chef it up, Ghostface wit' the robe on
Weed bag like a speed bag, word around town I'm the boss
I am the guy with the sauce, word to Allah niggas takin' a loss
Wit' more pain, gave em' more grit, now it's more bars
Ain't a tat on my body just a couple of war scars
Vocabularist I'm on Polaris, a star is born
My flow is like fuckin' Charlie Sheen wit' out a condom on
Every bout for the title belt, now the crowd gettin' real amped
Screamin' "A1 bomaye" handle y'all like a real champ
Now I'm Mr. Undisputed, this time we ain't playin'
Five-nine wit' a long reach and two-twenty on the weigh in
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Mr. Undisputed - A1 the Chozen
