The Plot

(Mike Best)

Best! Even at my worst
Eddie B. South Kak Best!
With or without wealth I makes moves like a stealth Still look to the
Hills which cometh my health Bibicly spiritually
Mentally physically lyrically a perfect score like an S.A.T Best!
My brother's keeper man you can call me Nino Best got that pulp
Fiction Quentin Tarantino Black Robert Dinero that came from zero I
Get stoned with a Sharon Stone from Casino Best!
With a Joe Pesci attitude Feelin' good off that booze On my Jiggaman
Sh- I will not lose Best!
Enter the dragon I'm South Kaks Bruce Lee Blue collar no baller but
The girls love me Best! And I ain't tryin' to Ft.
Bragg like N.
C Real recognize real That's just the real in me Mike Best!

Ya'll ready for this?
I'm just doin' my thing
Aye Doc you ready?
Yeah I'm knocking motherfuckers off
It gets drastic
Who you think you're dealing with?
Ya'll ready for this?
I'm just doin' my thing
Aye Doc you ready?
Yeah I'm knocking motherfuckers off
It gets drastic
Who you think you're dealing with?

(Eddie B.)
I'm coming through guns blazin' thee amazin' Asian Bringin' heat to
Ya bitches on many occasion I'ma master assassin with the
Conversation With a specification Bang a constant creation I'm double
O seven sippin' on a martini On my dick there's a
Bitch in a white bikini Pushin' that DTS not a Lamborghini
They see me drive by kids want to grown up and be me I work for that
Cheddar and that fettuccine Packed them poison darts last time you
Seen me Smokin' that shit I'm chinky eyed extremely
At the foot of Mount
Fuji and I'm sippin' on green tea
Last night I drank a little too
Much saki Got cocky knockin' bitches out just like Rocky Things gotta
Little rough like we was playin' hockey The
Cops showed up It took six of them to stop me

Ya'll ready for this?
I'm just doin' my thing
Aye Doc you ready?
Yeah I'm knocking motherfuckers off
It gets drastic
Who you think you're dealing with?
Ya'll ready for this?
I'm just doin' my thing
Aye Doc you ready?
Yeah I'm knocking motherfuckers off
It gets drastic
Who you think you're dealing with?

Flew down here for the winter 2016 was dope though my heart was
Injured Back from Alabama in my home state
Tennessee Only showing love put the emphasis on family
Thirty five still single no kids working overtime good money I make
No sense Conquered manic depression and found my
Balance but rebuilding my belief system it's a challenge
Making just a little bit of progress honestly
I'm more content with the state of my
Conscience I'm vexed palms wet bomb threats
Too much time spent on trying to perfect what cant' be perfect I'm
Not worthless saw the purpose now I gotta serve it flourish with the
Murderous words that I'm servin' As long as I reach a couple
Hundred persons I'm good and I'm out and I'm gone closed curtains

Ya'll ready for this?
I'm just doin' my thing
Aye Doc you ready?
Yeah I'm knocking motherfuckers off
It gets drastic
Who you think you're dealing with?
Ya'll ready for this?
I'm just doin' my thing
Aye Doc you ready?
Yeah I'm knocking motherfuckers off
It gets drastic
Who you think you're dealing with?
Ya'll ready for this?
I'm just doin' my thing
Aye Doc you ready?
Yeah I'm knocking motherfuckers off
It gets drastic
Who you think you're dealing with?



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Marinko
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