The best

Verse: Yo put the papers on me can't nobody stop it I put a nigga with the lint when he's outta pocket I get that O.T. money when im outta profit Ya i get my grind on they call me plate tectonics Failure in my mind man thats not an option I be going out boxing til im in the boxes I'm underground with the earth and the crops Everything I spit is rap wicked sicknopsis(?) Your gameplan needs a audible When i start the flow the arsenal is god of flow And i heard a little rumor like syze fell off Well Im crusin' in the band wagon get the hell off If you ain't like me before please dont like me now And your little bitty dreams we gonna strike them down This year the meassage is real clear All my niggas in the front all ya'll punk motherfuckers in the rear Yo Im the real the truth the best the king the man Bout to let these niggas know exactly who i am And a im not cocky im confident so when tell me im the best its a compliment Yo Im the truth the real the best the king the man Bout to let these niggas know exactly who i am And a im not cocky im confident so when tell me im the best its a compliment Verse: Yo whos the meanest microphone menace many men'll mimic my concept is to deep man not any man could get it Im sick committed who gon' try to rid of it Offical ignorant killer shit Yeah my niggas stay ignorant My life is chess scheming on that next move Trying to make one move create a checkmate Trying make that music that be all up in your chestplate Rapper musician do what i gotta they call me king syze Ya I cruise through a problem im a tank yous a truck That can't handle speedbumps Freighttrain on track niggas and weed buds And i take it to your throat like reflux 1992 hoes down g's up Nothin' change my niggas they stay the same And we all up in this game strictly for that capital gain Verse: Ya'll wanna walk up on my pedestal and test this fly I; m the king of the throne do ya'll testify And that broke rapper shit we gon' let that die I play chicken with a train just to catch that ride Had a couple close friends yo the rest ain't live One stab in my back man thats death in my eyes Gotta couple simple rules you do break or bend'em Better duck under metal when im on the offences Sorry we dont believe how hard you are I'm 5'7 on the mic im abdul jabbar And lookup on the underground I done made hits Like whats your name again homie you ain't done shit While I be on tour you'll be contemplating what you on earth for Comeon dog you not raw Far from reef but a lost cause is all you are Trying to do ya thing step in the ring with big dog