King Syze - the best lyrics

rate me

verse:

yo put the papers on me cant nobody stop it

I put a nigga with the lint when he's outta pocket

I get that O.T. money when im outta profit

ya i get my grind on they call me plate tectonics

failure in my mind man thats not an option

I be going out boxing til im in the boxes

I'm underground with the earth and the crops

everything I spit is rap wicked sicknopsis(?)

your gameplan needs a audible

when i start the flow the arsenal is god of flow

and i heard a little rumor like syze fell off

well Im crusin' in the band wagon get the hell off

if you aint like me before please dont like me now

and your little bitty dreams we gonna strike them down

this year the meassage is real clear

all my niggas in the front all ya'll punk motherfuckers in the rear

chorus:

yo Im the real the truth the best the king the man

bout to let these niggas know exactly who i am

and a im not cocky im confident so when tell me im the best its a compliment

yo Im the truth the real the best the king the man

bout to let these niggas know exactly who i am

and a im not cocky im confident so when tell me im the best its a compliment

verse:

yo whos the meanest microphone menace many men'll mimic my concept is to deep man not any man could get it

im sick committed who gon' try to rid of it

offical ignorant killer shit

yeah my niggas stay ignorant

everyday im plottin' man scheming on that fresh food

my life is chess scheming on that next move

trying to make one move create a checkmate

trying make that music that be all up in your chestplate

rapper musician do what i gotta they call me king syze

ya I cruise through a problem im a tank yous a truck

that can't handle speedbumps

freighttrain on track niggas and weed buds

and i take it to your throat like reflux

1992 hoes down g's up

nothin' change my niggas they stay the same

and we all up in this game strictly for that capital gain

(chorus)

verse:

ya'll wanna walk up on my pedestal and test this fly

I;m the king of the throne do ya'll testify

and that broke rapper shit we gon' let that die

i play chicken with a train just to catch that ride

had a couple close friends yo the rest aint live

one stab in my back man thats death in my eyes

gotta couple simple rules you do break or bend'em

better duck under metal when im on the offences

sorry we dont believe how hard you are

i'm 5'7 on the mic im abdul jabbar

and lookup on the underground I done made hits

like whats your name again homie you aint done shit

while I be on tour you'll be contemplating what you on earth for

comeon dog you not raw

far from reef but a lost cause is all you are

trying to do ya thing step in the ring with big dog

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Thanks to pyun