Gun was shot after I was already out
The rule is clear, is a false start, a false start
Two men jump, one to the bottom and one to the top
We got ourselves in a cold war, a cold war
Bird in hand, friend of a feather
The master plan didn"t work out like I thought it would
Eyes ahead, keep on rippling through this set
Once I stop, it"s over, it"s over
In the fast lane, imitating one
A false start, but I"ve gone too far
I can make it just a few more yards
I"m fading, yeah, I"m almost done
Can"t believe what just happened
It wasn"t me, I know better than losing like this
Clear my head, nobody"s sorry
I"m up ahead, this is between the foot worms, I"m mean
Four long years I"ve been waiting to conquer this
Spoil up with a point one, a point one
I can"t let, let my people down
Not again, not after that last hair line, that hair line
In the fast lane, imitating one
A false start, but I"ve gone too far
I can make it just a few more yards
I"m fading, yeah, I"m almost done
On a pony, the golden run
And the car runs in the paper sun
It"s not accurate so it"s the same
The beat done, yeah, all the same
The rule is clear, is a false start, a false start
Two men jump, one to the bottom and one to the top
We got ourselves in a cold war, a cold war
Bird in hand, friend of a feather
The master plan didn"t work out like I thought it would
Eyes ahead, keep on rippling through this set
Once I stop, it"s over, it"s over
In the fast lane, imitating one
A false start, but I"ve gone too far
I can make it just a few more yards
I"m fading, yeah, I"m almost done
Can"t believe what just happened
It wasn"t me, I know better than losing like this
Clear my head, nobody"s sorry
I"m up ahead, this is between the foot worms, I"m mean
Four long years I"ve been waiting to conquer this
Spoil up with a point one, a point one
I can"t let, let my people down
Not again, not after that last hair line, that hair line
In the fast lane, imitating one
A false start, but I"ve gone too far
I can make it just a few more yards
I"m fading, yeah, I"m almost done
On a pony, the golden run
And the car runs in the paper sun
It"s not accurate so it"s the same
The beat done, yeah, all the same