Chorus: "Put in work, go hard, grind all day long, go big or go home, superize, King Kong, go crazy, go nuts, no guts no glory, go big or go home as I write my story."

Verse One (WittiestMC): "I ain't ever gonna back track, and you ain't ever gonna hear me spit a whack rap, going in like I'm flowing on a fast track, 'Who am I?' That's Witte if you ask that. I'm going in, going in, going in, going in, it's my shot to miss so I'm going for the win, they be like 'Where he at?' 'What he doing?' "Where he been?' fair enough, I was M.I.A. for about 10, the Rhymer said he get back to it, I said 'Come on down to the Natti, let's do it' we had a lot of fun made a lot of good music, now we in the stu cuz it's time to prove it, and I'm out of my comfort zone, doing new things on the microphone, I don't ever act fake, gotta leave that alone, but I appreciate help, cuz I'm on my own, and I ain't really trying to show off, but I got a lot of steam I gotta blow off, all the critics they make me wanna go off, gotta keep going hard, can't flow soft, trying to quote, all the rhymes that I wrote, can't quit, won't choke, can't sleep, stay woke, I'm on the grind but I stay broke, cuz real life ain't no joke, I made a lot of progress but I ain't finished yet, coming at you Solo man you could call me Boba Fett, speaking the truth and I'm feeling no regret, ain't no rookies over here man we some hip-hop vets"

Chorus: "Put in work, go hard, grind all day long, go big or go home, supersize, King Kong, go crazy, go nuts, no guts no glory, go big or go home as I write my story." (2x)

Verse Two (Rhymer/Educator): "Alright, Rhymer/Educator, put that flavor, right back in your ear, R.I.P. Craig Mack as I bite the lyric, Sick Day should have played FM stereo, put that beat on'em Rey Mysterio, eat all the rest like a breakfast cereal, they the losers is sore venereal, cuz they can't do what I do I'm lyrical, photogenic, monumental, call the medics, I hospitalize, when I spit with the heat that emits, what you get is to pick, Let it Burn, Usher hit, or just stay out the kitchen, social convention, shows that the latter is in your best interest, cuz I put the spirit, all appendages, in every word, phrase or period, winning is what I do (what I do), you couldn't write a verse that competes with the purpose in my syllables or with my IQ, don't ever say that the Phase, or Noname, Destination, Rhymer/Education, does not have a place in the booth I can spot lies too, this is what I do, that's why the spotlight should reside here on my mic, you're a nursery rhymer like Goodnight Moon, that's a sonic boom, R/E a safari, you could drive up inside your car, b, but if you go and take it too far b, I'll have to shoe you like Cardi"

Chorus: "Put in work, go hard, grind all day long, go big or go home, supersize, King Kong, go crazy, go nuts, no guts no glory, go big or go home as I write my story." (2x)

Bridge: "Go Big, or go home, go big, or go home, go big, or go home, go big, go, or go home"

Chorus: "Put in work, go hard, grind all day long, go big or go home, supersize, King Kong, go crazy, go nuts, no guts no glory, go big or go home as I write my story." (2x)