Check Your Chest

You can't really think you're on top.

The shit goes down and all you do is talk.

As soon as a body hits the floor you want to jump in the mix.

A vulture ups his score.

You can't really think you're on top.

You're like jackals feeding on the scraps.

Cowards running with the weakness pack.

Stay in back until you feel it's safe to make the attack.

But it's all for the show just to get known.

You only want to make a name but your not grown.

So you better slow your role