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Best Rapper Alive

[Intro]
Fuck with me?
Thank you
Come on, yeah
Yeah, come on
You know me mane
DJ D on the track, alright
Oh Fee, I got 'em boy
Slim too
Alright, Weezy Baby
You can't see me
But I see you
And I see you
Lord
I-I-I got 'em

[Verse 1]
Bring the crowd
And I'm loud in living color
It is Weezy Fuckin' Baby
Got these rappers in my stomach
Yummy
I'm taking it
I ain't asking them for nothing
If you sell a million records
We could battle for your money
I'd rather count a hundred thousand dollars on a Sunday
Watch a football game and bet it all on one play
Still stuntin'
Baby, yes I'm still flossin'
Latest car on the market
With the top peeled off it
Big wheels make it look a lil bulky
You look a lil salty
Have ya self a chilled coffee
Chill out
The guns is still out
Even though I am a boss and got papers to fill out
I'm busy, I got paper to reel in
God
I hope they snapping at the end of my rod
I hope I'm fishing in the right pond
And I hope you catching on to every line
Who am I?

[Hook]
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
Swagger right, check
Game tight
And they gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me
Who?
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
Swagger right, check
Game tight
And you should be afraid, be very afraid

[Verse 2]
The heart of New Orleans
Thumping and beating
Living and breathing
Stealing and feeding
Peeling and leaving
Killing and grieving
Dearly departed
Erased, deleted
No prints, no plates
No face, no trace
Out of sight, out of mind
No court, no case
Sell his chain
Celebrate
Block party
Second line
Zulu Ball
Essence Fest
Jazz Fest
Mardi Gras
Shotty bounce
Body rock
Now he dropped
Now he got
Family try
Tell the feds
Tell the cops
Smell the rat
Coming back
To the house
To the spot
Tap-tap
Knock-knock
Who is that
Chkk-pow!
Trigga man
Hoodie man
Tell the kids, Boogieman
Pistol Pete
Ammo Mammal
Gunman
Blum-blam! hahah
Damn, Sammy, you done fucked up
Pussy ass niggas, put ya nuts up
Just call me

[Hook]
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
Swagger right, check
Game tight
And they gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
Swagger right, check
Game tight
And you should be afraid, be very afraid

[Verse 3]
Fuck up with all these rookie MCs?
Whew! Smell like a bunch of pussy to me
Fuck 'em
Fuck 'em good
Fuck 'em long
Fuck 'em hard
Fuck who? Fuck 'em all
Yeah, like that, just like that
Right back
I'm on that money train
And that Mac'll knock 'em off track
The Quarterback
Well protected from the Warren Sapp
The young heart attack
I spit that cardiac
You can't see me, baby boy, you got that cataracts
I'm right here, straight out the hood just like an alley cat
Since everyone's a king, well where the fuck your palace at?
Me? I got callous on my hands, I can handle that
It's no problem, baby, I so got 'em
It's just a victory lap, baby, I'm just joggin'
Yeah, and I ain't even out of breath
The motherfuckin' best yet
Sorry for cussing
Who?

[Hook]
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
Swagger right, check
Game tight
And they gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
The best rapper alive, the best rapper alive
Swagger right, check
Game tight
And you should be afraid, be very afraid

Date Added: 2017-08-25
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