Ultimate

Lyrics

[Large Professor] Yo, I take your brain on a freestyle excursion Cuttin things up, ask P I'm his surgeon Hip hop emergency, yeah, it's kind of urgent Rapprers getting all washed up in their detergent But I'm still fresh and my lyrics is strong I like Mary Jane girls all night long I tale the metal back, Colt gave you the gun Then tell Chuck Berry how I rate your song To mess with the best, reach inside your purses Put that money on the men with live verses Top to the bottom, bottom to top I Make the rest look drunk like a bottle of vodka In the alley way, bent, leaning over the stoope Used to roll with my beats now I roll in the coupe With the quickness, quick mix without the relic If it's anything good I'm about to grab it [Hook] One, two, one, two One, two y'all, one, two, one, two One, two y'all, it's the ultimate shit That you got to go get with the niggas legit [Large Professor] You listen to a hardcore legend of rap With the doller sign rhyme and a five star track I travel the scenes all across the world Even Mexico bustin that Charles Suprero And ther's no jokes, large coast to coast Listen to grown folks, while you takin your toast I be straight like that bent line juming out genuine Automobile with the back seat climb Straight captain of the south and the north And I ride trough the streets so I care for law Better stay on, niggas be writing with crayon I type in the laptop, quick to spray on Like crylon, dvd made out of nylon With the ribbon, kill them with that Larry Bird weapon Hot now ever since when I was warm I was telling y'all I would take the world by storm Now it's on [Hook] One, two y'all, one, two, one, two One, two y'all It's just rhymes