LOSING MYSELF INTO WINNING

                        Verse 1

The race begins at the sound of a blown whistle

My body swims in sweating & shaking like a tree awaiting a sudden downfall

They are not complying to the race for winning

                       Verse 2

Eyes are turning, knees, arms, and shoulders are heavy and shaking

Heavier than a volcanic mountain

Mom's spaghetti is all he vomited

Breathing like a life ready to be snatched away by death

                       Verse 3

I look calm and ready to drop bombs

Now I keep forgetting those words I slotted and wrapped inside his brain

The only one I didn't fail to forget is...

 "Opportunity comes once in a lifetime, whispered into his ears by his mom

                       Verse 4

Now I am choking now and the crowd is making a joke out of his weaknesses

Right there, I created my own words, the life is hard, ready to slay me like a snake being chased by a hunter

I got to be harder if life is hard, this trophy is mine to be taken

                        Verse 5

No more games, I was once playing in the neighborhood

I am a warrior ready to tear this motherfucking roof off like two dogs caged while my soul is escaping

Success is my only motherfucking option

                         Verse 6

I can only stop when am done winning

Life is the fuel and the body is the engine

Am on the race, till trophies are won and counted like sands right in my territory

I am a configured blow determining to glow

                          Verse 7

Giving up is a curse that can never come to reality

Bruises and wounds, all on my body

But my life is still there breathing

Winning is not an option to earn, it is my destiny

                          Verse 8

I am a king in an athlete uniform

I am a change, you called a range

The game is still on, the game can only come to an end after having been declared a winner

                           Verse 9

This is my destiny more than my vicinity

In my vicinity, I rule beyond gravity

I am a gun loaded to fire


I am a born winner!


                          Verse 10

I am a father, wouldn't mind going farther

Till I drop the bombs on the roof of the beasts threatening my existence

I am a giant slayer ruling in a small body

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