The Real Tom Shady

You want my name.

You want my game.

You want my fame.

You want me to take the blame for mistakes that you made.

 

Simmons was right when he called you a liar.

The truth came out and it didn't take a wire.

You make it up as you go. 

What you say can't be explained.

Evil or stupid? Maybe you're insane.

Power corrupts and you're corrupted absolutely.

You hide behind lawyers and technicalities.

But you know what goes around as we can plainly see.

You're the last man who should be talking integrity.

You want my name.

You want my game.

You want my fame.

You want me to take the blame for mistakes that you made.

You forgot I'm the best and I always play to win.

I can beat you with my arm and I can beat you with my brain.

You need some excuse so you say I must've cheated.

Wells look me in the eye so I don't have to repeat it.

I play outdoors in the cold and snow and rain.

I play by the rules so well you have to change them.

I've won with teammates who won't be seen in Canton.

And now I've got more rings than anyone but Saturn.

You want my name.

You want my game.

You want my fame.

You want me to take the blame for mistakes that you made.

Facts and numbers and science don't lie.

It's there on the record that I wanted 12.5.

Someone in New York pumped it up to sixteen.

But you don't care about cheaters when they're cheating on me.

I wouldn't use the Wells Report as toilet paper.

It has too many holes and doesn't hold together.

You saw the second half and you saw the fourth quarter.

I win cause I'm the best and that's a no doubter.

You want my name.

You want my game.

You want my fame.

You want me to take the blame for mistakes that you made.

Someone here is guilty now it's clear who that is.

Someone here conspired now we see who that is.

Someone told the truth under oath and someone else lied.

Someone cheated the game and its fans and the man who's the greatest of all time.

The greatest of all time.

The greatest of all time.

No debate no question.

Except, who's playing for second?

You want my name.

You want my game.

You want my fame.

You want me to take the blame for mistakes that you made.

For mistakes that you made.

For mistakes that you made.

For mistakes that you made.

For mistakes that you made.