Texty: R. Kelly. Double Up. The Champ.

Hey, hey
Ladies and gentlemen
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
Get your mutha******? hands in the air

The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
You can hate me I don't care

All y'all wanna pile on me
Make it hard for me to breathe
Throw sand in my eyes
And make it hard for me to see

Out of breath
Can't see
Still hard to defeat
The history that I make
Impossible to repeat

Spread rumors
Point fingers
Throw stones
Judge me

Hate me
Love me
Hug me
Curse me

Whatever
'Cause y'all f*****' opinions don't feed me
I'm clever
And nothin' know that the industry needs me

(Second round!)
I'm opposite of the demon that faces me
I've been through hell
Lived in the belly of the beast

I confess my sins
But still didn't find peace
But like MJ and five
I will six peak

(Third round!)
I make music for hood first
'Cause that's where I?m from
That's why the hood is always first
To help me overcome

(Fifth round!)
When I?m down some o' y'all cats
Act so strange
And when I?m up same cats wonder
Why I act so strange

(Sixth round!)
Kells ain't change
Please you b****** is so lame
Somethin' ain't y'all fault
Then y'all so quick to blame

That's why I got number one
On the back o' my Range
Y'all cats is foreplayin'
I'm pregnant by the game

(Seventh round!)
Some would like to see me in ball and chain
But I?m a child of god
So my destiny's ordained

(Eighth round!)
Undisputed is the title I claim
'Bout to shoot the world up
With this lyrical cocaine

(Ninth round!)
The place is packed
The bell rings
I'm about to bring the pain
Left jab
Right hook
Shuttin' down yo' brain

(Tenth round!)
I could be surrounded by lions
In the midst of the jungle
And still I?m a rumble
(Ladies and gentlemen)
Young man rumble

(Eleventh round!)
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
Get your mutha******' hands in the air

The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
You can hate me I don't care