Финальный Подход (Бум-Бэп 90-х)

Текст песни Музыка для тренировок, Музыка для спорта, Спорт, Тренировка - Финальный Подход (Бум-Бэп 90-х)

I got a chip on my shoulder the size of a boulder
The temperature dropping, it's getting much colder
I'm fueled by the disrespect, fueled by the hate
I'm kicking the hinges right off of the gate

I remember the executives laughing in my face
Telling me I didn't belong in this place
They said that my style was entirely too abrasive
And my overall attitude was highly evasive
But I took the rejection, weaponized the pain
And injected the venom right into my vein
I locked myself in the studio, practically starving
While the whole entire industry, I was carefully carving
I'm an unstoppable juggernaut, breaking the walls
Echoing loudly through the corporate halls
You thought I would vanish, evaporate, disappear?
I'm planting the flag, I'm permanently here
I spit with a vengeance, aggressive and loud
Standing alone in the middle of the crowd

This is the payback, the ultimate revenge
Every single broken promise, I will avenge
The underdog rising from the dirt and the mud
We painting the canvas with the sweat and the blood
Ain't no surrender, ain't no retreat
I'm leaving the enemies dead in the street

I'm a runaway locomotive, snapping the tracks
I'm dealing with facts, I'm swinging the axe
You comfortable sitting on your platinum plaques
But you lacking the hunger, your lyrical muscles relax
I'm coming for the crown, I'm coming for the title
This particular mission is absolutely vital
I crush the competitors, grind 'em to dust
In my own capabilities, I put all of my trust
The strings are dramatic, the snare is a whip
I'm sinking your whole entire luxury ship
So hold onto your seats, brace for the crash
I'm turning your arrogant empire to ash
The relentless persistence, the burning desire
I'm walking directly through the center of the fire

This is the payback, the ultimate revenge
Every single broken promise, I will avenge
The underdog rising from the dirt and the mud
We painting the canvas with the sweat and the blood
Ain't no surrender, ain't no retreat
I'm leaving the enemies dead in the street