Best Thing Yet

Lyrics

Tell it to my nine bitch! [Anita Baker] "You're the best thing yet" [Intro] D-D-D-Deezle on the beat Shhhhhut up bitch... let Anita speak! I think on the remix of this song I'mma get uh, Common and Kanye Yeah... ok yeah [Verse 1] Anything he can do I could do better I avoid trends and I'm still a trendsetter Weezy just let em, just let em die I got all the answers so they call me when why What where who, you think you fly? I'm up there too - you fly, I flew I'm up there too You know they say two, is better than one, time I'm a pimp, pimpin all the time So keep your two cents before I give your ass a dime Pistol on my waist gonna need a funeral and wake Cause I'mma put that motherfucker dead in your face R.I.P. I know my history Run DMC but my girl is only worry bout one DMC And I'm the shit like I-M-T-H-E-S-H-I-T, haha! [Bridge] I do this! ..when I want to Nah really I can't control it Even if I didn't wanna do it I would DO IT! Hahahaha Yeah [Verse 2] Ready to battle anyone I'mma go with God and a bag full of guns Yeah I'm an animal hear me growl You against me is like Man Vs. Wild Me against you is like man versus child Hehe and I am the man It's Young Moolah, applaud my team And we prefer red carpet if the floor's not clean It's Mister, it's the microphone fiend And they running with my words like I'm writing on jeans Yeah, and if the lights could all scream They'd sing my song, I like to be seen I deserve to be heard if anything else So I fear God and the world going deaf Can you hear me now? Heh Even the hip-hop vets tell me I'm the.. [Bridge] Scary! Don't stop the beat, Deezle 'Cause I got the heat, Deezle Like "diesel" Yeah [Verse 3] Heh, I put it down like it's too heavy But how can I with the world in my hands Heaven in my plans I swear, I am important like the evidence, I'm saying I'm just trying to make my alphabets as heavy as I can How do I live when I been deadly as I am? I get props and every other extra credit that I can 'Cause see, I respect the merit of a fan No homo, but please blow me to Japan Okay, I'm getting hotter, I'ma need another fan I keep going so here, I go again Always trying to be better than I am Label me the best and in the throne, I will stand Why? Because I'm just a stand-up guy Your hands smoking me 'cause I got your hands high I pop a bean and bang Ja Rule when I cry You only know me, but God knows I try No X-ray show my insides And I gotta stay in touch with my pimp side So, tell your girl I said, "What's up? I said hi" She like, "That's what's up," like the sky Byrd Gang taking off bitch watch em fly And paint the sky red like the Crimson Tide Flow retarded, Special Olympics kind That gold medal heavy, but it fit just fine So, I just had to spit this rhyme Spit like I'm tryna tongue-kiss this rhyme Some say greatness gets better with time So I bought a zillion watches but don't watch mine You little fucks are so ironical Nickel plus four is a nine millimeter No starch but I tote i-ron All out in the open like I'm in Iran Young, champ-i-on, like a lamp I'm on But, um, I could clap and then—lights off Take no nights off, but my days the same And people change but fuck it, nothing stays the same And naw, I ain't speaking so don't waive the blame Lock me up but you could never cave the blame Gasoline, can you invision if our gaze was flames No, you cannot stop my vibe, couple page a game Dang, a game? Yep, well gimme some grave and flames And if this camera shoots me dead, Lord save my chains Lord save the rings, I am way too vain, hehe Listen to that Kanye again I play the game like I made the games You playing like your trying to get traded mane And you ain't gotta call me the greatest, man But I am more of a dog than the greatest dane You boys acting like ladies, man Crying like you 'bout to have babies, man And you can find me grinding on the days we playin' And that's because I know the sun will raise again And when it do, I'ma praise the man They say, "You crazy, Wayne," but I just bake 'em, man And that's Ms. Baker saying, that I'm the... [Outro] Hehe yeah So, now I got.. I got the, I got the, I got the R&B vets saying I'm the Hahahaha Lil Tunechi, bitch! Young Mula, baby