The Best (feat. Aystar & Youngs Teflon)

Man's the nicest

Old school **** that bangs devices

She's telling me I've got handsomitis

And thanks for the invite, man's delighted

Got the gangster license

You can get in cheap, those handsome prices

They will never know just how gangster life is

Like little young **** holding shanks in ISIS

Yeah, man's finished

You think it's all funny till a man's in it

Your **** locked down go you on the phone

And you ain't tryna waste up all a man's minutes

And **** banging out, moving mad silly

I 'member feeling pissed when they bagged Jimmy

The amount of times I've seen my friends laying on the floor, dead

Chill, mad chilly

So I clank some glasses

'Cause man's still standin' there thanks to Marcus

And man ain't like all these wank-dead artists

'Cause to get where they got, they had to spank some arses

Man just get up and a man just marches

Man just set up and a man surpasses

Man pear tree it so I bring the partridge

Wanted jewels form the garden so ran to Clarky's

They already know, man's in it

I bag shh and I bag thingy

Fat Philly, had to drop it out

Couldn't have my little son like, Dad, bring me

Sad singing

MAC ringing and the strap spinning

I'm back, billing 'round the back, chilling

I Gohan on a whack Krillin

The stretched arms for the fat brining

It gets dark when the MAC's swinging

The crack breddas and the cat women

But rap's got me round the back swimming

It's that ****, **** rap's in him

Tap **** out and back pin him

Get your figures out and back bend it

Stick your finger out and man sing it

The last one's left

Always kept it real, that's why the rats are vexed

Always kept the steel in case I have to step

And straight back out the ting and put a cat to rest

But they love us because we rap the best

And they know that man are trill the way we get mad respect

If a **** violates and then the phone line connect

To bring the TEC, the TEC'll separate his head from his neck, listen

They already

Mad ting

(They ain't gonna catch me)

Roll to the club in my tracksuit

Babes I don't need to act like a bad youth

I'm the underground voice of the black youth

We carry firearms, man are strapped youths

Told the plug that I'm made for this

I took a whole one, I didn't pay for it

Next Summer, I need eighty bricks

Treating 2016 like it's '86

Far from perfect

I even tried work once, now I work it

Hella real **** in my circuit

I know two man ready for a burstin'

Pend tings call me J

The bro n'em just call me gang

The OG's see me and they show me love

'Cause they know I've been trill since the pram

I'm eating black peas, Will.i.am

Spending quality time with the fam'

Real G's do what they want and they have to

Halfway crooks only do what they can

Missing all my darg, got a few in the can

I smoke am and I'm a new, different man

I had juice while you were sinning juice out a can

I bought a fourth but used to share a deuce with my man

Ahh, shout H for the link up

This some shit they couldn't think of

My man never leave it at home

He ain't sipping no yak like, why you came to the drink up?

My girl got a big butt

Her big lips she can lip lock

I tell her she the shit but

I'm still smashing other chicks in my flip flops

Mommy used to send my Kwik Save

My PayPal just saw a big change

I'm 'bout to get my own kicks made

My brodies pull up in the big Range

I switch flows like a switchblade

I'm a wild one, straight out the south side

**** got fat while I starved, now it's our time

I take my job serious, it's never part time

The last one's left

Always kept it real, that's why the rats are vexed

Always kept the steel in case I have to step

And straight back out the ting and put a cat to rest

But they love us because we rap the best

And they know that man are trill the way we get mad respect

If a **** violates and then the phone line connect

To bring the TEC, the TEC'll separate his head from his neck, listen

They already know, mad ting

Look, we bag both and we clap tings

The MAC-tens filled up with hollows

So best you have some tef' on your chest

Before these shots cause a mad ting

You're fucking with some vets and not the type to put your pet down

We need a new spot to put the TEC down

From Toxteth to Pecktown, real **** get down

I run up on a **** sprayin' from his head and neck down

You can get down