The Champ

[Intro: Just Blaze, Ghostface Killah]

This guy is a bulldozer with a wreckin' ball attached

He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back

He's an animal, he's hungry, you ain’t been hungry since Supreme Clientele

Remember what you first told me when I took ya in?

You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah)

You wanted to be a killer (New York, stand up)

You wanted to be the Champ (Got ya boy in the booth, nigga!)

You ain't hungry, matter of fact, I don’t want you in my gym

('Bout to take things off with this shit)

Get out of my ring, you disgust me (Just Blaze)

[Verse 1]

Godzilla bankroll, stones from Sierra Leone

Yo, I ain't got it all, that means I'm barely home

Trailblazer, stay ballin' with vengeance

My arts is crafty darts, while y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy

Wonderin' (Yeah), how did y'all niggas get past me?

I been doing this before Nas dropped the Nasty

My Wallos, I did 'em up, them bricks, I sent 'em up

My raps, y'all bit 'em up, for that, now, stick 'em up

10-4, good buddy, Tone got his money up

Worth millions, still bag your bitch lookin' bummy, what?

Y'all starin' at the Angel of Death

Liar, liar, pants on fire, you burnin' up like David Koresh

This is architect music (Uh), verbal street opera

Pop a TEC mad fluid, got the projects boomin', indeed

I ran through The Tunnel, terrorize speed

That's when I was still in the jungle, slingin' that D

[Interlude: Just Blaze]

Get out my face, don't need nothin' you got no more

Don't need no has-been messin' up my corner

And you better get that bad look off ya face, 'fore I knock it off

Hey, fool, you ready for another beatin'?

You should've never came back

Look here, man, after I crucify him, you next

And you better have a good doctor to rearrange yo' face

I'm the champ

[Verse 2]

Who want to battle the Don?

I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors

Bet y'all didn't know I had a fake arm

I lost it while in war, before rap, I was gettin' it on

Choke a fat nigga out in like, forty seconds

My gun get hard (Uh) with a .45 steel erection

Eagle on, Kangol half-slanted, coconut bounce to Morocco

Gorilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock, yo

Niggas want me dead, but they scared to step to me

Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy

When beef collide, look on the flip by the penitentiary kite

Or get you bumped off from the inside

Jaws is hangin', frauds is left in their draws, on the floor complainin'

Bird ass nigga, resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans

Stay in your place, dirt poor rappers get shadow boxed for trainin'

Y'all still eatin' bacon!

[Interlude: Just Blaze]

Think nobody can?

Don't give this sucker no statue, give him death

I told y'all I wasn't goin' away, you had yo' shot, now gimme mine

Now, why don't you tell these nice folks why you been duckin' me?

Politics, man, this country wants to keep me down

They don't want me to have the title 'cause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there

Ask his woman, she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed

I'm the champ

[Verse 3]

I'm like the deuce of diamonds cuttin' spades on a glass table

Half a mill' on my left ankle

Terrycloth Guess shorts, robes is comfortable

Bring me a nice bitch, that means I fucks with you

My swagger is Mick Jagger, stones is rollin'

Prestiges cut to a T, sparkin' weed, what up?

The coca leaf is slightly damp

Sproutin' in the backyard next to Gram Duke' tomato plants

And jets get chartered, Marquis shit with the cars on it

The haters, they hurl, run to the toilet and vomit

Back East, I'm a MC king, since Cuban

Pretty Tone, Ironman, Bulletproof, and Supreme

Kufi on, double-deuce in the jeans

My man Snape was on the floor with the mother lode, boofin' the green

IBF, WBC cruiserweight title shots and rap belts belong to DC

[Outro: Just Blaze]

Listen, I am bad

I said, I am bad, I'm a bad man

I'm so bad, sometimes I scares myself

Sometimes I look in the mirror, I want to kiss myself I'm so pretty

Now who am I? (The man)

Now who am I? (The man)

Who?  (The man)

That's right, and don't y'all forget it

[Outro]

Ladies and gentlemen

After careful review from the judges committee –

Winner by way of technical knockout

And still champion of the world; Ghostface Killah