Axel Travers’s Diary - 1
Every day I'm snorin', no rivals to get me goin'.
I don't care 'bout they type, ain't nobody gonna beat my hype.

I'm lookin' for a fight, a real tough brotha from another motha; throwin' in the towel ain't gonna cut it.
It's gotta be a knockout, a throw down brawl out, so fast ya eyes'll bleed.

When we ready for the battle, you better believe the shock's gonna rock yo socks off.
Sawed off; my lightning is tougher than high kings; when it hits the ring, ain't nobody gonna be singin' for you, playa.

You ready for this hype?
You read the words, so get ready for the fight.