Lyrics: David Tauro/Hershel Gulve
Music: Karan Ghosh
I’m a GQ Killa in a 3 piece suit
But in the cage I’m an animal who just got loose
Cut you up, unpredictable, your team on mute
Make you minced meat, beat you to a pulp like juice, ooh
I clean the game up, you clowns done made a mess, I
Move to success like its my new address, so
Keep talking I ain’t here for the BS
I shut you up, hit you up with the TF
I’m holding fire
You can’t burn me down
This round is mine
Your fight is over now
And I can only rise
This is blood, sweat and tears
Always staying hungry
Dedicating years
No one has outdone me
Smile on my face
You can never take it from me
Cause its all about respect
Give a **** about the money, cause
Its ain’t about the belt, its all about the legacy
I got the sauce, hard work be my recipe
Leather gloves to your face, smell the victory
The Van Gogh of violence, you gonna remember me
Oh yeah you gonna remember me
Uh, uh, you gonna remember me
Yeah, yeah, you gonna remember me
Yeah, yeah yeah, you gonna remember me
I’m holding fire
You can’t take me down
Burning inside
Your fight is over now
And I can only rise
Portate bien o te lleva el cucuy
Portate bien o te lleva el cucuy
Portate bien o te lleva el cucuy
Cucuy
I’m holding fire
You can’t burn me down
This round is mine
Your fight is over now
I’m holding fire
You can’t take me down
Burning inside
Your fight is over now
I’m holding fire
(I’ll carve you up, this ain’t a threat, it’s a promise)
Burning inside
(When I take you down, it’s not an octagon, it’s a furnace)
I’m holding fire
(I’ll carve you up, this ain’t a threat, it’s a promise)
This round is mine
(When you feel the heat, you better run and hide, before I)
Put you to sleep