Us (feat. DJ Rest)

Yo it's Antwon and Dust
You can ask them who's the best and I'll bet you they tell you us
Yo it's Antwon and Dust
You can ask them who's the best and I'll bet you they tell you us
Yup, I just bet you they tell you us
Ask them who's the best, bet they say Antwon and Dust

Up into space, how lifted the spliffy have me
I ain't fuckin with snakes, like Rikki the tikki-tavi
I'm up in the place, it's litty, I spit exactly
You get duffed in the face
Your shit is just hit me happy
Talk that blicky-blatty
You rappers is bitchy bratty
A little too big for your britches and whippy snappy
I'm strictly savvy, I'm twisted, I licked a fatty
That bomb smoke, concepts of dope are restricted badly
You spit it rickety raggedy on the mic
Yo I'll run your shit, lickety-split, I'm quick to fight
I grip the pen and write it, if it's a ten, I recite it
Kicking it sickening and I'm spittin' that gingivitis
I been the nicest local rapper for a decade
I leave a mess made, I'm the cleanest with genius essays
I'm an extremist, you couldn't beat me on your best day
Rhymes that are meanest, it's in the genus
Check any threats made

Yo it's Antwon and Dust
You can ask them who's the best and I'll bet you they tell you us
Yo it's Antwon and Dust
You can ask them who's the best and I'll bet you they tell you us
Yup, I just bet you they tell you us
Ask them who's the best, bet they say Antwon and Dust
Yup, I just bet you they tell you us
Ask them who's the best, bet they say Antwon and Dust

We setting an example
For broke white rappers like us, watch how you handle
Yourself in this shit, because you could wind up looking like a fool
And if you want to say fuck this, then fuck you too
But listen, I be knowing cats personally
And every bar they spit man, it's sounding so absurd to me
Talking about money, cars, smoke, and whores
Can't even afford your fucking child support
And get off them industry beats
up with a real producer to provide some original heat
Shout out to Nynes, Bozworth, Rymon
Maxx Kappassity, Trixx, and I know I am
Forgetting many names, but I got love for you too
But just be true to yourself when you do what you do
Following trends, chasing fame and to what end
You wind up bitter and broke, have you learned nothing
Forge ahead a new path for yourself
And work to understand a deeper meaning of wealth
Work to understand a deeper meaning of wealth



Credits
Writer(s): Dustin Towle
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