Hey, tough guy. Before your girlfriends can cross the street, I'm gonna bend this six-pack around your head. Don't mess with me, punk. First act, crazy, open season. Second to five, sharper line. Third time lucky, all three strikes out. I live fear, expectation and doubt. Melt all victories in the air. Keep it all calm, don't match your fear. Had it in for much too long. Heed the word, only the strong. This time, my time. This time, my time. Say my words, ain't got to fight. Say it again, luminaire. Now we'll see you as a crowd. Brand new nation, confrontation. Straight up straight, gang gun. Brand new nation, confrontation. Straight up straight, gang gun. So I sing the last rule of faith. Years of struggle without the gift. Made big calls and I've taken them far. Remembered and cleared, I'm the one and all. All those times you kept me down. I walked through hell but I'm still around. After me, don't conform, let them all be. This time, my time. This time, my time. Say my words, ain't got to fight. Say it again, luminaire. Now we'll see you as a crowd. Brand new nation, confrontation. Straight up straight, gang gun. Brand new nation, confrontation. Straight up straight, gang gun. Alright, I'm standing loud. Don't play by the rules this time. Much more than before. Much more than before. That's right, take it down. Make no sound, you hit the ground. Much more than before. Much more than before. This time, my time. My time. This time, my time. My time. Brand new state in your nation of hate. Walk the line, play the game. Made it through, twice strong. Made it through, twice strong.