D J Жэка - Tunnel Vision

Check the pulse.
Sweat on the brow, hands wrapped tight, no b-b-b-b- Never back down.
Never back down. Yeah.
Never back down.
Tunnel vision on my vision, I'm efficient, never second in the crowd, no.
Yeah,
yeah. Last pow, whip a triple jumping fast, now I live and breath, gotta make it last.
Locked in, never lack in sight, adrenaline surge, ready for the fight.
Pulse a-jumping out my chin, pure blood underneath the skin.
Heart knocking like a battering ram.
Man, they don't understand who I am.
Boots on turf, stand on line, ready to claim what is mine.
Fists mocked, fist tight, jaw locked hard, focused on target in the yard.