Dreamchasers 2 Intro

[Intro: Mike Tyson interview] I’m the best ever. I’m the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there’s ever been. There’s no-one can stop me. I’m Alexander, he’s no Alexander. I’m the best ever. There’s never been anybody as ruthless. I’m Sonny Liston. I’m Jack Dempsey, there’s no one like me — I’m from their cloth. There’s no one that can match me. My style is impetuous. My defense is impregnable, and I’m just ferocious. I want your heart. I want to eat his children. Praise be to Allah! [Verse 1: Meek Mill] Yea, it's a lot of bad bitches in the building, amen Came in the game killing niggas, J Lin When it comes to whips I'm some shit I'm probably eight in And I got that four door Aston Martin on the way in Y'all niggas come out, all the hoes stay in Every time I come out, movie in the making Realest nigga in it all you got to do is say it If a nigga rap dissing, when I see him I'mma spray him Like bang, nigga it ain't no game Philly niggas ain't the same, step in your lane Before that chopper hit your brain stay out the frame Cause when I let it Bada-Boom, that's Bada-Bang Pussy nigga ahhhh [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Right back like I never left Rollie on my wrist cost a Camaro, yea the double S Ever since I made a milli, I ain't been in trouble yet Still walk in the building, then go bonkers with a hundred racks Hundred stacks, hell yea, hell yea fucking right Boy I got your favorite singer really tryna fuck tonight Y'all niggas was sleeping on me, I was really up at night Trying to chase my dream, now I ball out the team Man I lean off of this Phantom, "I'm a Boss", my anthem MMG my clique, that's why your bitch all on my dick I got thirty racks in my pocket, I keep thirty shots in my clip I get thirty racks for my verses, y'all don't get paper like this I'm getting money, must be Illuminati They think I signed up cause I just bought a new Ferrari And when I make a hundred I'mma buy a new Bugatti I be with some Philly niggas, they just trying to shoot somebody Tell 'em, I swear I tried to tell 'em (tell 'em) Lampin' in this penthouse, I started from the cellar And if she want that hammer all up in her I'mma nail her Word to my nigga Ricky, we gon kill the game this summer