Ain't No Other Kings

[Biggie SampleL] Ain't No Other Kings in this rap thing [Verse 1:] While the whole New York was writing they responses That new Porsche was fighting with my conscience It's nonsense, we all know who the king is The hardest rap group in the game is me and Fingers The thing is, Young niggas losing all they principles Think that they addressable Ready, be thinking sissyble Dont get killed for entertainment I got shooters on deck, I just tell em when to aim it In my arraignment, the case thrown out Just that boom-ba boom-ba Make the face blown out From audible dot. got beef so I bought a few Glocks Sending rappers to a portable box Tryna cop an unaffordable watch, to tell time with Rhymes sorta real like words of the Islamic There no designer, these niggas can't figure me out Lets bring it back, just like when Biggie was out [Biggie Sample:] Ain't No Other Kings in this rap thing [scratch] [x4+] [Verse 2:] Who shot you? That's the big question Big probably rolling in his grave, the way they dressing 2Pac could never rock colorful tube socks Niggas rocking skirts, what's next? Rubbers and through tops Don't get it twisted like the Rubik's If you stepping on my new kicks I'mma shoot Stanley Kubrick Not for the cinema, More sinister Than the devil, get the minister Bless you and then I finish ya They tryna administer CPR Rap game dying faster than the GTR Half my niggas is facing incarceration Why these niggas rap, do more songs than the constellation Concentration, what you rapper need As the climbers need, What the fuck you think I'm talking, Japanese? All rappers bleed so don't act fly We got one more chance Just like Biggie, don't let rap die [Biggie Sample:] Ain't No Other Kings in this rap thing [Scratch] [x10+]