Sorry for some of the choppy parts. It's my first clean edit.

Come along children, now we're gonna have a little music, like old times.

Straight out the gate, this is our story we're scriptin. Our film, our glorious vision. Our sound, our score that is written. In this sport, this division, my my how the tournament's risen. Shit, everybody wants a sword, an instant, everybody wanna be the lord of the ring wins. We lay dormant and listened, hit ignition, tore up the system. Elevate, accelerate, and demonstrate, live the dream and keep the horns to the mission. The formula's mixin, to fire the engine up and bring the force to the pistons.

Never say never whenever together, we give and go with the flow flippin like Jordan and Pippen.

Slam the points home, inside a war to ignite the board. Wipe the floor with the notes that we writin, go down with the mic to strike the chord. And they can hear that thunder with the hooves, when we come with the hundred of the bulls. They were warned, the red flag flew. When this crew crack through, it's a running of the bulls.

Today we are together. Whenever we come together the writers write, the cameras roll, because together we got power. That's just right.

I said eh-yo, I'ma lay my tracks down on that freight train, tearin through the sky and the clouds. I say eh-yo, watch this hail-mary fly. Keep on runnin, keep on gunnin with this fire in my eye and I'm sky high, I'm sky high, yeah. Welcome to the time of my life, I'm sky high, I'm sky high, yeah. Welcome to the time of my life.

Sun, rain, snow, or hail, we never got lost in the storm. And you're best to respect that you never really know what you got til it's gone. And the monster was born, with a want to explore. Life's rough as weather but we know the code so we stuck together, yeah (yeah, yeah). And as life unravels, my mind's what fights my battles. I rhyme like lightning travels. Think quick, how you like them apples? Cause I'm ready as I'll ever be, my head is in the melody, I'm flying now. Each feather is so heavenly, the energy of seven seas couldn't tie me down, bitch. So, no fuckin around. Dumb, come on, jump and I'm up in the clouds. Tryina make that moment last, tryina be like Heath in a Joker mask. Which means, don't change that dial. Could'a, would'a, should'a just ain't our style. Shit, we got things to build, if your luck's low just know your wings are real.

I said eh-yo, I'ma lay my tracks down on that freight train, tearin through the sky and the clouds. I say eh-yo, watch this hail-mary fly. Keep on runnin, keep on gunnin with this fire in my eye and I'm sky high, I'm sky high, yeah. Welcome to the time of my life, I'm sky high, I'm sky high, yeah. Welcome to the time of my life.

Yo, yo, I'm so ill that my time is timepiece. I keep a dime piece in arms reach. Keep it one thousand, from the house in projects I found my niche, you better find yours. I used to run with a few crime-lords. Momma done taught me to use my mind more. No I'm not religious, Nas ya'll, just a realist. My imminent, conspicuous synonyms since that wine flow. Develop some images up in your mind, bro. I survived continuing criminal enterprises that surrounded me. Innocent, no exaggeration.

I don't pimp my past, I don't brag, no fakin.

My apartment had some break-ins, I'm thinkin my past was worse than today is. That's what just bopped me with the vapors, it was anarchy, live in a heartbeat of the city that never sleeps. Nigga's gash you up to handle they beef. Peep game, you dead if you don't think fast enough, we keepin it way street.

I said eh-yo, I'ma lay my tracks down on that freight train, tearin through the sky and the clouds. I say eh-yo, watch this hail-mary fly. Keep on runnin, keep on gunnin with this fire in my eye and I'm sky high, I'm sky high, yeah. Welcome to the time of my life, I'm sky high, I'm sky high, yeah. Welcome to the time of my life.

When I'm done I'll feel alright. My God, I'll feel alright, hey, hey. When I'm done I'll feel alright. My God, I'll feel alright, hey, hey. I said eh-yo, I'ma lay my tracks down on that freight train, tearin through the sky and the clouds. I say eh-yo, watch this hail-mary fly. Keep on runnin, keep on gunnin with this fire in my eye and I'm sky high, I'm sky high, yeah. Welcome to the time of my life, I'm sky high, I'm sky high, yeah. Welcome to the time of my life.

When I'm done I'll feel alright. When I'm done I'll feel alright.

Our experience determines the texture, the taste, and the sound of our souls. All of us are one people singing our music, pumpin our finger, and doin our thing. Let's give ourselves a big round of applause.

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