The Last of the Best

Yeah
MadScience Beats
Got me talking that shit

Uh
Young wave
My style is good vibes
With good credentials
Fear of God
I walk with the rod
And the essentials
90 percent of decisions made is all mental
The grass ain't greener
You won't learn until they tempt you
This instrumental compliments
My art of war
Eat what you kill
I'm a carnivore
And I'm on tour
Smooth and silky
Like I still rock velour
Nothing cheap
Everything I cop couture
Never seen me sweat
I'm more like Al be sure
High quality everything
See I'm a connoisseur
I'm throwin up money
They picking up what be on the floor
I came from the underground
Then I had to dumb it down
Just to make a safer sound
For the crowd to react
Some say we cursed
But I'm proud to be black
Accomplishments I made
Some never amounted to that
They'll never kill my vibe
That's why I walk around with the gat
Can't believe everything you hear
I found out it was cap
They cloned Tyrone
It's like giving dog a new bone
Too in the zone
To really see what's been going on
They flying the drones
Yeah I swear my heart made of chrome
I'm linking the squad
We get the infinity stones
When I'm coming home
It's peace and blessings
Always Shalom
Ain't no hate in my blood
I could never condone
How I been seen the future
No Raven Symone
Sho'nuff
Im the last dragon
I came with the glow
I made it my goal
To break out the mould
Straight from the soul
And never sold it
I'm too heroic
If it ain't wavy
I can't promote it
If they never looked out
That shit was noted
When it comes to grudges
I don't hold em
What goes around comes around
Hand on my scrotum
They on my poll
I guess it's Totum
I'm bluetooth and wireless
When they still got the modem
I kept it real and organic
Never sugar coated
Aye from the jump
I stayed 10 toes down and never folded
I do this for the ones who was scolded
And never told it
Aye keep your head up
You gotta hold it
Life's a casino
Keep playing till you get them c notes
Im all about them Starbucks
No Frappuccino
I made my life a classic movie
Like Q Tarentino
I'm upfront
Nothing I do is on the D low
That's pause
I followed the laws
Overcame
Despite all my flaws
Effecting the clause
The cause and effect
The Gift of gab
I'm in my bag
I came with all the finesse
It's never no stress
My competition always impressed
Don't worship the flesh
But let me digress
Yeah Im the last of the best
It's Wave
Wallace Nigga
Pow!



Credits
Writer(s): Cornel Wallace
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