Top 2 Not 2
Name another motherfucker rapping off their asses and
Name another cunt who's got like no skips on their album and
Name a bitch with better fits and better taste in fashion and
Name a dude who's more of a generational talent and
I'll wait, cause you can't, if so, I'll demand my fans attack
I'll command a battalion and lead them with my battle axe
The reason why I'm winning's cause I'm leagues above you average lads
And I don't spend my time laughing at that Fanum tax
Embarrassing
I laugh it up
Hermano's the ambassador
Of all the passionate amateurs lacking in their stamina
Or capacity to actually step in front of the camera
Worrying that it will impact on their character
Worrying that it will overflow all like aqueducts
Worrying that fate will present Death on their tarot cards
Once they realising the blossoming that is happening
Like sakura, then soon they'll be Rubin-grooving in Shangri-La
For God so loved the world
He gave his only begotten son
YESSSS LORRRRDDD!
Who so ever believed in him
AMMMEEEENNNN LORRRDDDD
Should not perish and should not die
PRAISE HERMANO
But have everlasting life
Yes! Yes!
Oh Lord!
The bass rolling, my face swollen, I'm sobered up
Never feeling hungover but waking up way overhung
Getting out of bed an impossible task I overcome
And then I open up over potent drums bout my goals and such
But even if I'm feeling out of it, I'm still so adamant
About the fact that kids with big aspirations should act on it
Because I'm glad I did
Now I just laugh at all the sad bitches
Who gon get mad at this
And call me faggot in my class and shit
It's madness, it is
But regardless of the hardship I'm still charging on the ship
How I'm walking with that elegance and talking on my shit
I'm a self-proclaiming President with the skeleton of a kid
You're in every way degenerate
Regretting even mentioning or referencing you bitch
Take a sedative, and stay there forever or in a ditch
While I'm still looking fly as fuck, I'll post another pic
Then they liking, and replying, riding grinding on the dick
"What it is?"
"How you doing?"
It is what it fucking is, man
"Style unmatched"
I know, I took the pic damn!
Man it's kinda crazy how quickly they start to zig zag
Searching for my heart like they an overzealous Tin Man
I'm the Big Bad in this rap shit
You missed that?
Business man, but a fly motherfucker with class
When you list greats, you better not make a mistake
Or misplace, I'm the Ace
I'm top 2 not 2
Name another cunt who's got like no skips on their album and
Name a bitch with better fits and better taste in fashion and
Name a dude who's more of a generational talent and
I'll wait, cause you can't, if so, I'll demand my fans attack
I'll command a battalion and lead them with my battle axe
The reason why I'm winning's cause I'm leagues above you average lads
And I don't spend my time laughing at that Fanum tax
Embarrassing
I laugh it up
Hermano's the ambassador
Of all the passionate amateurs lacking in their stamina
Or capacity to actually step in front of the camera
Worrying that it will impact on their character
Worrying that it will overflow all like aqueducts
Worrying that fate will present Death on their tarot cards
Once they realising the blossoming that is happening
Like sakura, then soon they'll be Rubin-grooving in Shangri-La
For God so loved the world
He gave his only begotten son
YESSSS LORRRRDDD!
Who so ever believed in him
AMMMEEEENNNN LORRRDDDD
Should not perish and should not die
PRAISE HERMANO
But have everlasting life
Yes! Yes!
Oh Lord!
The bass rolling, my face swollen, I'm sobered up
Never feeling hungover but waking up way overhung
Getting out of bed an impossible task I overcome
And then I open up over potent drums bout my goals and such
But even if I'm feeling out of it, I'm still so adamant
About the fact that kids with big aspirations should act on it
Because I'm glad I did
Now I just laugh at all the sad bitches
Who gon get mad at this
And call me faggot in my class and shit
It's madness, it is
But regardless of the hardship I'm still charging on the ship
How I'm walking with that elegance and talking on my shit
I'm a self-proclaiming President with the skeleton of a kid
You're in every way degenerate
Regretting even mentioning or referencing you bitch
Take a sedative, and stay there forever or in a ditch
While I'm still looking fly as fuck, I'll post another pic
Then they liking, and replying, riding grinding on the dick
"What it is?"
"How you doing?"
It is what it fucking is, man
"Style unmatched"
I know, I took the pic damn!
Man it's kinda crazy how quickly they start to zig zag
Searching for my heart like they an overzealous Tin Man
I'm the Big Bad in this rap shit
You missed that?
Business man, but a fly motherfucker with class
When you list greats, you better not make a mistake
Or misplace, I'm the Ace
I'm top 2 not 2
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Writer(s): Charlie Longmore
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