[Intro] Oh-ho-ho-ho (YEAH!) Oh-ho-ho-ho (Let’s go!) Oh-ho-ho-ho (MacDaddy’s reppin’!) Oh-ho-ho-ho (Keith Lee steppin’!) [Chorus] Everybody’s shoutin’ "Keith Lee's striking!" (HUH!) Moves so clean, it's frightening (HA!) In the pit, he's always lightning (YEAH!) But he fights with perfect timing! [Post-Chorus] (Sing it, bitch!) Keith Lee’s a fighter, With power, he’ll take you higher. (I got the moves, baby) Keith Lee’s a fighter, Victory’s in his fire! [Verse 1] Came into the spot, with a grin and a flex, Lookin’ like a god outta legends and texts. He wants Mephala’s Rack, with a side o’ sauce, Titties on a plate? He’s the VIC boss. He pays his tab, tips big too, Hugs like a bear but his punches break through. He’s Eastgarde's pride, don’t you forget, Knockin’ fools cold with zero regret! [Chorus] Everybody’s shoutin’ "Keith Lee's striking!" (HUH!) Those arms? So damn inviting! (HA!) He ain’t never once been trifling (NOPE!) Just respect and perfect timing! [Post-Chorus] (Sing it, bitch!) Keith Lee’s a fighter, With power, he’ll take you higher. (He got the moves, baby) Keith Lee’s a fighter, Victory’s in his fire! [Verse 2] See him in the street? He’s shaking all hands, Helping lil’ kids and uplifting the lands. But step in the pit? Oof — say your prayers, He’ll suplex your soul while adjusting his hair! Long dreadlocks, chiseled core, Every lady stares as he walks through the door. Got that balance, cool and kind, But cross that line — you'll get clotheslined! [Bridge] Oh-ho-ho-ho! BASK IN HIS GLORY! Oh-ho-ho-ho! VIC story! Oh-ho-ho-ho! MacDaddy’s for life! Oh-ho-ho-ho! He eats Rack every night! [Final Chorus] Everybody’s shoutin’ "Keith Lee's striking!" (HUH!) Smiles warm, but fists are blinding (HA!) MacDaddy’s always providing (YEAH!) For a champ with perfect timing! [Outro] Yo, it’s Tazar — shoutout to the man, the myth, the meal-slayer, Keith Lee — Eastgarde’s Champion, and my #1 VIC. You know the slogan, baby: “Bask... in... his... GLORY!!!!”
