Correction Paroles 1X1 par Futuristic

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I stepped in the game, I came to takeover
Hook to the jaw, gave your face a makeover
Can't knock me down, I stand, a stray soldier
I end careers, see you later, game over
You held the crown but I'm taking it now
I'm going pound for pound for over twelve rounds
In a matter of minutes I'm winnin', you finished, I'm grinnin'
Listen to the witness, I destroyed your image
I sell the tickets, I run the show
No room to fail, if so, you gotta go
I didn't wanna be the one to break you down
I step into the ring and I knock you out

Onе by one, they all fall down
Two by two, we gonna takе the crown
Three by three, yeah, you gon' see
It goes one by one, by one
One by one, by one
One by one, they all fall down
Two by two, we gonna take the crown
Three by three, yeah, you gon' see
It goes one by one, by one
One by one, by one

Yeah, uh
They don't wanna go, one vs. one with a real one
Took hits, adrenaline pumpin' so I don't feel nothin'
Made hits, six years ago and they still bumpin'
Lay a n***a out, leave 'em shakin' like a eel [?]
Yeah, b*t*h, I'm colder than the most of 'em
Just signed a seven figure deal, now I toast with 'em
'Cause I be gettin' bread, grab the homies, do the most with 'em
Trips overseas with my queen, on a boat with her
Competition? Please
Body? That with ease
Somethin' like Ali, leave 'em shakin' in the knees
Kill the track, collect the fees
Run a track with hella speed
Anybody talkin' reckless gon' get hit with RIPs
Sheesh

One by one, they all fall down
Two by two, we gonna take the crown
Three by three, yeah, you gon' see
It goes one by one, by one
One by one, by one
One by one, they all fall down
Two by two, we gonna take the crown
Three by three, yeah, you gon' see
It goes one by one, by one
One by one, by one

Look, I don't fight fair, I fight to win
I don't go for the L
b*t*h, I don't care who offended, I don't know how to fail
Better say a prayer if you against me, I'm holdin' the belt
Get 'em punch drunk, love leavin' 'em sober as hell
Ooh-hey, I got a mind for this sh*t
You ain't 'bout them dubs, I ain't got no time for your sh*t
Out here speakin' sales, boy, you out your mind if you think
I couldn't ring your bell like you out of time in this b*t*h
Get out of step with your mood and you can check right there
I'm way too death when I duke, I break your neck right there
That boy got slept with a duke, a little left-right flair
And I'm ambidex' with the moves, boy, you get left right there
Ooo

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