[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