Who Da Best?
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I call this a celebration Apostle in Apostle out Whatever ya'll wanna call it It is what it is Locked in We gon' get into it though Let's go, let's go Niggas asking who da best, don't forget My fucking pen is like a cheat code Spit then let it reload, I'm gunning for the beast mode Down bad, load the site Piece was holding three O's I still be in the towns copping slices down at Tino's I'm sick wit it Opps smiling, bet, I'm the grinch wit it I'm a bad man, I'm Michael Jackson in the thriller gimmick Chess on the rest, never stress I'm a killer wit it Drip be on the neck, I could flex and never spilling wit' it Check the wardrobe, Uggs be on the feet The fur black like a panther, I'm Wakanda on the beat As a rapper, I could be I'd walk a mile in niggas sneaks I could sprint a hunnid miles and niggas still won't see a crease, uh 99 baby, Crown Heights was crazy I was growing round niggas that was robbing old ladies (damn) True story, maybe Past don't phase me, stacking M's on the Benz I'm the real Slim Shady Flow remarkable I'm unstoppable It's improbable I thought they took the crown like that shit was even possible I'm honored tho, smiling like that nigga from the Cosby Show Sittin on the throne, in the zone, on my patio Put me 'round a couple niggas that's gon do the work wit me F*ck the fake niggas and the luxury Send em to the moon, shit, let em sit comfortably I'm riding wit my niggas to stars, I'm hitting Mercury Perfectly, it works for me 'cause everybody eating I ain't sitting in the crib with niggas starving Mommas grieving F*ck that, please, we gon' get our funds back We gon' ride the wave 'til the sun fall To see it when it comes back Niggas love to talk guns, but never wanna shoot that Bums at the bottom floor I'm sitting where the roof at My bars spit hard, niggas asking where my tooth at You asking where ya chick, I'm with her chillin where the coupe at Spend it then recuperate Money running super late Niggas being fools they just food on my dinner plate I don't pick and choose all the moves that I'm finna make I'm living through the rules, using tools to cut the dinner steak The G5 send me to the sky Even with the G shock watch, I couldn't even tell the fucking time I'm at the top of the same mountain that they tryna climb I'm in the same Benz that they tryna ride With a bitch badder than Nicki attacking the city If she got Chanel with the fur, then I'm taking her with me If the body count extravagant, then shit looking iffy Fucking many men a day, done paid a visit to 50 Uh Shit gritty, bitch nigga, you don't want war Crib got security, the closet like a gun store Try to play the gang on something funny, then you done for Apostle in Apostle out, the bag I'm on a run for It's serious Haha
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