Paper Tiger Pt.1

There’s a war in life and I’m the General
Gotta stand tall or fall to my own funeral
Can’t surrender, can’t raise that white flag
Where’s my rifle, gotta Load up the mag
I coming straight at you no ducking no weaving
I may be breathing fast, but my hearts steadily beating

I fight back on all levels not just on the battlefield
Gotta overcome your mind make your senses yield
To me this is the true test of strength and will-
Power goes to those who is champion of the hill
I am the conquorer, always ready to defend my crown
Everytime I look for a challenge they’re already on the ground-
face down, zero sign of life no faint hint of resistance

Only a dark figure called hope but he’s fleeing in to the distance
I thirst for battle call me Beowulf, Leonidas, or Thor
Step up to me the fight’s over in one, two, three, four
Too Short? Like your life it ended quickly
In the blink of an eye you lost your vision and the pen to write your life story
I guess all things end well cause there goes your misery

Look into my eyes and what did you really see?
Not two pupils but a word spelt VICTORY
So much body counts to my tally it’s like am an assassin for hire
That’s because of the burning fire in me, THAT deep desire
It’s what legends are made of, what can build an empire
I’m not a survivor, call me a winner or better yet a prizefighter
Because Imma Real Bad Man not a Paper Tiger