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Boy, ain't no stepping on my feet
When I'm shooting for my goal, ain't no stepping in the crease
I'm guessing nobody told you I'm a legend in these streets
[?] stamping, no disrespecting, body check 'em when we meet
My [?] take their face off, my city never sleeps
Cross sticks on my uni, looking pretty with my cleats
Clash of the titans, y'all just fighting to compete
With the hand that rocks the cradle like Paul Rabil the beast
I'm a gladiator, no denying I'm elite
Don't mean to step on your toes, but I ain't trying to see defeat
If this a cold world I'ma keep applying the heat
With the testicular fortitude fortifying my fleet
I carry a big stick, I'm picking my shot
You think I'm tacky, I'm thinking "should I stick 'em or not?"
Call a tech, the ref tripping, it's fitting to be hot
I'm a menace, too many minutes in the penalty box

We hit the bills like (Boom)
All day like (Boom)
All night like (Boom)
Every fight like (Boom)
Offense like (Boom)
Defense like (Boom)
All squad like (Boom)
We hitting yard like (Boom)
What it sound like? (Boom)
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(Boom, boom, boom)