Wit The Best Of Em

Lyrics

Yeah Yeah Unh....Let's Go Hook: I spit it wit the best of them my flow is vintage I spit it wit the best of them my flow is vintage I spit it wit the best of them my flow is vintage The criminal is issuing your death sentence Verse one (Groove) I stay locked and loaded The leader of the new school sound I control it Head on collisions causin' fumbles you couldn't hold it Treat the rap game like a step-child and I scold it Break it down and re-mold it, re-tool it profess to school it Show em I'm the best to do it...I'm the conduit Move the crowd like riot gear and pepper spray I am the trinity so bow your head and pray I bring madness to the music, ferociously attack the beat One man, one mic deliver the soliloquy One man, one mice the flow is loquacious Cuhz I spit it sick like I was a terminal patient So all hail your majesty, all hail the ruler All hail the victor nigga all hail the shooter And I cause calamities feulin' Jane's addiction Cuhz I run this here jurisdiction Racks upon racks I be clinchin' 'Bout to mix up another batch and I'm pitchin' I'm from the Hangman Gang so I be lynchin' Reverse the Jim Crow, reverse the status-quo On your mark, set, go (go) They say go hard or go home So I'm Titanium when I'm in the zone And I'll never be constrained by the wack world you reside in My artistry's the Maybach that I ride in (Unh) Whenever thought's start collidin' When the bass-line it's like I'm grindin' Tearin' our the linin' I'm the Big Boss big timin' Hall Of Fame flow so enshrine em Poppin' bottles of the best vines Blowin' on the best leaf Spittin' the best lines Drivin' the best fleet High signin' is my speciality And the HMG is the next dynasty Verse two (Par Da'God) Hangman Ok Par in this bitch this nigga be flowin' like fluid Slicker than that lip gloss on your chick's lips She just transferred it to my dick I'm a money go getta Makes it hard for these chicks not to like the nigga Money bags money man, money that man Catch a nigga speedin' down 70 in that new Chevy thang Move that freight at a fast pace Call me the money train cuhz every town I hit I got my own lane And every town I hit I bring the snow and the rain So in touch with my inner shuffler I'm not a big spender, I'm a huge stuff-er Stuff a Backwood with all good Stuff 10 Louis bags with all I could A real reputable my office is the hood I'm the pipeline look I control the plug And on me today well shit I predict a flood OK Par now he going off the deep end Mountain skrill-billy nigga the last of the Mohicans I'm almost to the light I can feel my beam peakin' A Mile-High nigga from the western region Going dumb on these beats when the bass is peakin' Street codes nigga yeah we still believe in Assassins creed kill a nigga for info leakin' My circle's strong nigga ain't no breachin' Can I get a OMG (oh my god) this nigga preachin' And we ain't worried bout them people either This shit is ether, I'm on it like it's mine not a feature You a beast LOL I'm a creature Hyena off the leash on weak mc's I feast Stay gone off Par-fect tress nigga bout to part the sea I'm bout to wake the city up HMG Independent Kings Par Da'God nigga this is a blessing