Best In The World

[Verse 1] This is big dog to a poodle, dead man to a shooter Nigga, you full of shit, you’re a bedpan in a sewer Head strong, I manuever like Lex Luger, I’m brutal I’m from the hood where we make a feast outta ramen noodles Look, I’m from the bottom where baby mamas the problem She beefing with baby daddy, she calling a nigga to rob him Play like she don’t know who shot him, inside she happy they got him It’s like tomato tomato, wonder if you gon' see tomorrow This is the motto that most of my people follow Cause I know a couple cats that ain’t hollows sitting at McDonald's Look, or have it your way, gourmet, bring it right to you Sharp minded to the blinded, this the knife to you Fake niggas is transparent, see right through you And it’s apparent I’m your parent, I give life to you Sonning you niggas, some of you dumb niggas Niggas my age that should be schooling these young niggas You bum niggas, swallow your tongue, niggas It ain’t guns, it’s stupid niggas with guns that’s gon' kill us My shits official, you niggas is wooden nickle You stick out, we wouldn’t miss ‘em, that mean my shooters won’t miss 'em You in the wrong hood so ain’t nobody gonna’ miss him And if I gotta' blame him I gotta blame whoever was with him You shouldn’t been trying to get him, but instead you was saying ‘'get him’‘ Now one of you niggas gone and the other one facing prison, Lord And mama like ’‘why my baby had to be involved?’‘ Life is a gamble and the nigga tried to pull his card Not knowing the other side was strapped like the national guard Death in his eyes like you can see his reaction to God Niggas get murdered everyday and we just trying to ball But this ain’t like the NBA where you taking a charge [Hook] I am the untouchable, I am the unbreakable I am the best in the mother — in the motherfucking world Best in the motherfucking world I’m the best in the motherfucking world [Verse 2] Nigga, I am the best probably because I never rest Never thought for a second that I would be second best I’m the best in the game, go ahead and cut down the net I got the cheat code like the ref is placing the bet If you put it on me, tell them niggas time to collect You bird ass niggas, now I’m bombing your nest Feel like Tyson bombing your chest, meanwhile I ain’t feeling the pick When you collide with my my drive feel like you escaped from a wreck And this is food for thought, don’t know you ate from the rest But this the state from the chef, make you scrape up the place and invest From the school of hard knocks niggas bringing right to your desk I am the study guide so you know your right from left And what you missed now better get it right on the test Make sure you’re sure of yourself before you write on the test I’m from where a second guess with a second left is death And you could be the exception, but I ain’t holding my breath Fuck it