The Greatest

Who's the best MC, it's biggie, jay z, and nas
Uh yeah, let it go, no disrespect in all
4 years since dell dropped, better than your records sold
Five move to buy it too, docs told me brain denny
Try to get outta line, four cases pending
Three niggas got it coming, save may, june
Six albums dropped top, sucker stay tuned
Jam every day no day off, no Jewish dripping and I took the shades off
You wanna rock with me, flock you uncomfortably
Put your back where your stomach should be

Am dangerous, since my daddy burst me out to fulfil his dick
Big is small with the wicked and shit, spit clips
Niggas spilt like bananas
Flavour like tropicana, orange, mango, peach, I strangle each
Negro for the dough, niggas get the bending
Got two cases one pending
560v12 engine, when we spinning in line, two line merge
Tammy and natasha, number 9 to 12 is around my weight
Like they been out stressed, smoking 50 sacks in tobacco

G.o.d, s.m.s, she welcomed me back
You wanna fall, till you fall, I can help you with that
You want beef, I can let it slup, melting your hat
'Cause I'm a wild barbarian, too hard, I'm stiring 'em
Century 21 solar eclipse, while you listen to the words that I wrote on this diss
Baloney is my description, this two ragged pants swagged down to my feet
A.k is my hip, a day in the street
Till I lay six feet, chew beat, pjs and replay for kids

Holla at you all, j a y z, it's the b i double g i e, biggie
I'm the n, the a, to the s and o
Could it be the best MCs', biggie, jay-z, nas

Niggas fronting feeling 12 gate pellent, biggie is repellent
To all that he say, she says, we play
Russian roulette, fuck the threat
Your whole crew vagina, you and your co-signers

When I walk through, everything stops
Silence, remain quiet
Babies don't cry, thugs don't budge, cops cut of sirens, accident freeze
Bullies to a minimum, I'm popping up scenes

I'm holding a gun I never would, I ain't afraid of conflict
I let the none rip nigga say high to the devil
I blind with the bezel, I'm in line with the ghetto
What you all niggas afraid of; my mind or the metal

Biggie bring big bowls of beef
Back in bin sleakers, they all burners bring bundles of beleaf
Common thieves, slash drug chiefs syndicated
Malcolm take k, the 24 k and mother fuckers hate it
Jay I'm sedated, quarantine
Big for president, burst his spline
Five millimetre dream, like eleven nightmares
Electric chair, which MCs' do you fear
Big papa, gigs man, hasley bar, enough said, bigger disrespect



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Writer(s): Sia Kate Furler, Kendrick Lamar, Greg Kurstin
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