[Verse 1: Blitz The Amba**ador]
It's the amba**ador
The legend that I became
Master on the boards checkmate, crown me king
Came along way from sketching my teachers in the cla**
To being one of the leaders in this rap
Gotta admit it homie you need me
Tired a watchin the same videos throwing remotes at your tv
Like damn
What you gonna do, when I let it go
Turn it up, when you hear it bang on the radio
Give it up, gotta be the flow so critical
Opposite of original, your rhymes so pityful
Slow down, Blitz, these kids is dyslectic
Got a whole horn section when I'm banging with Optiks
Inahale, Exhale
Nobody thought that I would make it to rap's finest
No labels, no budgets no major co-signest
Just the heart that knows no defeat
You better apologize, if you dream of knocking Blitz off in your sleep
[Hook] x 2
Just, just, just, just, just, just, just, just
Inahale, exhale
All my homies just waiting to make bail
[Verse 2: Blitz The Amba**ador]
Just breathe the life of us all with the heart of a veteran
Suicide a cla**ic album cool as I have ever been
Tell your baby mammas I promise I am the best here
Ring tone clones my rhymings a breath of fresh air
Who the hell want with Blitz from the underdog
16 bars better than your whole catalogue
This is for them college grad boys
And them duffel bag boys stacking your paper, take it back, boy
Dont forget that I am from Ghana man, you know how far that is?
You can't get to Accra driving a car, that is
Just imagine the type of fire that burn in my chest
You got a city behind you, I got a continent
And yes-yes the best since the bed-stuy kid
No-no, he didn't, yep-yep I did
And just you bow down to the greatest alive
Talk about taking it back, I took you forward