Who Are You E

Ain’t nobody working like me, rare breed Feel like I’m Mike Myers in Halloween Cuz I’m killing everybody, hands down I’m up next up, go and tell em’ who the man now You a man down, while I man up When it’s game on, better know I tear it up I’m Brady on the field, Michael in the clutch I’m a shark smelling blood, and I don’t give a fuck Ask yourself Will you go to war Ask yourself Will you go to war If the balls in your hands Will you shoot and score Ask yourself Will you go to war If the balls in your hands Will you shoot and score Ask yourself Is it who you are Do you have what it takes to become a star Ask yourself, do you really want it Will you dedicate it all and never stop for nothing Will you go never stop for damn thing Not until you’re at the top and damn king Cuz you earned every single thing that you got You were willing to do everything that they’re not Blood, sweat, and a lotta tears It’s all worth it in the end cuz it got you here You’re a rare breed, one of one And they better know, that it’s just begun Ask yourself, when you’re all alone Can you lead your army into the unknown Do you have it inside you, in your soul When they try to cut you down, are you made of stone Ask yourself Is it who you are Ask yourself Is it who you are If the balls in your hands Will you shoot and score Ask yourself Is it who you are If the balls in your hands Will you shoot and score