Rings & Crowns

[Produced By: Dilemma] [Verse 1] Like we always do at this time Feeling like a winner when I rhyme Victory is sweet, defeat is bitter like that nigga [Shyne?] I'm the best man like I'm in the wedding of my best friend Got them hairs matted like a Yes man Yes sir I'm on it, when they hear it's like they get the Holy Spirit I bring the devil out of all these God-fearing women She say she want some free shit I say this ain't a demo She talking all this "we" shit, it better be Nintendo I just play em like the lotto, play em like Serrato Tell the world to kiss my ass like we playing spin the bottle A long list of rappers I'm ahead of I was good but these wack niggas made me look a whole lot better, huh Mirror, mirror who's the illest that you ever seen? They never leave, I got em hooked like methamphetamine Got some pipe dreams like when crack fiends sleep But the winners wear rings but the crown's for the king [Verse 2] It's like a white slave walking with a black master Got the demeanour of a black pastor They rapping verses but I rap chapters My genesis a revelation got em praying on their knees Lord have mercy, Jesus [?] then that nigga me When I said hello to hell then I said goodbye to heaven Took em one-on-one like it's a sideways eleven Shit I ain't the one protesting, I teach the lessons You be the next one eight like you follow seven So don't play with me Get enlisted same day you couldn't play wit me Niggas full of shit but yet they say the game's empty They insane, they insane, living in a different world like a Wayne [?] Witney I'm in a different league, huh? Nigga, please I'ma different breed, bitch niggas ain't in my pedigree They can't see me but they feel me like a breeze Yea the winners wear rings but the crown's for the king [Verse 3] Surrounded by this trash I'm the rap [?] [?] Black Panther slash wack rapper cancer My sixteens tell em "have a seat" like Chris Hansen This rap ransom, you Mr. Nice Guy I'm like Samson My music in dem white hoods like the white clansmen I'm from the city tryna come up from the slums, nigga Playing 21 with someone who won't see 21, nigga Who [?] Who never seen they kids once but they still raising guns like [suns so?] What the hell you fighting for? Fighting like it's final fight, I'll find a [?] slice of devil's pie Grab the knife and I divide it more Sit inside a [?] beside a riot and now we fighting wars I might have heaven heighten more I'm outta sight like a satellite Giving middle fingers to these rappers and the rappers that they rhyming like Liking what I'm spitting like it's [light skinned women?] Like white people like wearing shorts in the winter nigga Bodybags nigga, yea