V1: He can't stop, bouncing your head up off the blacktop Black spots, cover up your vision and your back's popped Cracked top, spittin' up your guts until you hack n' cough Can't walk, still got some breath left to smack talk (fuck off!)
Skin under your nails, clumps of hair in your digits Win and never fail, (yeah,) beat him til' he figits No sin and no sale, (man) he'll never match your riches Kin, but don't wail, he's the part of you that only bitches
(Yo,) He's the part of you that keeps you from a lot He's the motherfucker who fills your head with bad thoughts He's you, and if you let him, he'll be the one to make you drop So you gotta take charge; wring his neck til he stops
Break his fuckin' jaw, stab him in his eyes The only thing he does is spew all his lies Everybody has him, we all got this side But it's up to you to let him in, so keep him outside
C: (you gotta) Take him to the floor Beat him til he's raw And never forget just what you're fighting for
Take him to the floor Beat him til you're sore And s how yourself exactly what you stand for
V2: He: is every single voice in your head He: is the source of the doubts inbred He is the one who makes you wish you were dead And he is the one who haunts you in your bed
Split apart, jagged edges tearing open old wounds Spittin' far, ragged breath is bearing broken gold looms Grippin' hard, draggin dead wearing stolen cold plumes Rippin' hearts, maggots ready, baring token mold fumes
If you can't make peace with him, fight back You gotta take a piece of him, like that Pull off a cease and desist, to smite flack Bring him down with ease with the might he lacks
Look forward to the future, make friends with the past Don't let anybody tell you the good times won't last Especially yourself, the possibilities are vast Cause what happens tomorrow could be a huge contrast
C: (you gotta) Take him to the floor Beat him til he's raw And never forget just what you're fighting for
Take him to the floor Beat him til you're sore And show yourself exactly what you stand for