the speed i'm advancing with
is the type to make it dark when the candles lit
see the dust in the sky when i move feet
i'm an athlete on the beat
i'm sure that you know it
when i'm preparing for the race
you can say i'm footlocking
no question bout who the best mate is
and i only plant greatness
they accuse me of cheating
ain't even pissed in a cup
and i'mma run 'till my feet can't take no more
and i'mma run until i get tired
thinking you can outlast my stamina
and crowd standing stunned like they got something in their eyes
bring the heat to every heat
you say you ain't feelin' this
and i ain't talking 'bout no cocoabutter
this ain't no track 'n' field
now how is that for a sprint
jumpin' over hurdles like i'm destined to win