One More Round
Excuse me your honor and jury pass all your judgment
I've been examined, interrogated my entire life
I never look at your verdict, but bailiffs, sometimes they read them
And when I hear your thoughts on me I want to personally say
When you doubt me, it makes me better
When you hate me, it makes me stronger
One more round
Kick me when I'm down
But I already won
When your name rolled off your tongue
You're a kid from the future, you're passive, and you're afraid
Sound so bold when you're on paper, crumble when face to face
I'm from the pass where words were backed by confrontation
So when I hear your thoughts on me I'm going to personally say
Oh
Take a walk in my shoes Oh
See how many steps you'll get through Oh
You woul