[Verse 1: Dagger$]
I'm ambitious, I'm in it too win it//
Where's the competition, this an exhibition//
They feeling me now, how I flow and what I'm spitting//
Signature style, well delivered and written//
The Soundcloud, got a few hundred listens, supporters downloading, my recorded lyrics//
For records I post, I can dig it, using all types of smartphone screens, to pick it//
I'm #1, you just the runner-up, ya cap size, not big enough//
To try to spend with us, word to, the late Jerry Buss//
I'm a Staple, center of attention, so focus on me, with ya senses//
What keep going is them re-tweets and mentions, all it took was certain follows and DM'n//
Y'all was paying them b**hes, I was paying attention//
Just like the Pilot from the Nola with a Ferrari engine//
Spent 4 seasons on them New Jersey benches//
Learned some tricks of the trade, while peeping game, sitting //
Became a free agent embracing my free-spirit//
Now it's Showtime, halftime in 2 minutes//
[Chorus: Dagger$]
Staying true to the game of course//
Playing by rules, being a good sport //
I will not lose, I'll be a poor sport//
The spotlight's on me, I'm holding court//
And this a Tomahawk Jam...a poetry slam//
[Verse 2: Dagger$]
This is for them hecklers that talk too much//
Rambling and rambling keep your mouth shut//
This is for them doubters, who views f**ed up//
Too blind see the vision, closing they shutters up//
Now I'm playing with finesse//
Metaphor to my life is like a net//
The goal's above me, more or less//
And with goals in my reach, I'm a success//
Now here's the trifecta, money, power, respect yup//
People saying I'm next up, to hold the torch, welders//
Coming of age, elders,wise words, I tell ya//
Risky business endeavors, strictly business, no pleasure//
Imagine wealth beyond measures//
Get ya smart phones tethered, and strong WiFi connection//
To pick up on the message, my shot can be at any second//
You can't block, no contesting, like KD under pressure//
MVP is 3 letters...meaning My View Point//
[Chorus:Dagger$]
Staying true to the game of course//
Playing by rules, being a good sport //
I will not lose, I'll be a poor sport//
The spotlight's on me, I'm holding court//
And this a Tomahawk Jam...a poetry slam//