Transformers movie - Second To None lyrics
rate meSong by Styles Of Beyond featuring Mike Shinoda<br /><br>
It's the real authentic<br>
Leave ya'll dented<br>
Forget what ya heard <br>
If I said it, I meant it<br>
Did it for real<br>
While ya'll pretended<br>
Back for more<br>
Startin' the war to end it<br>
Raw<br>
Rippin' like I'm working a chainsaw<br>
New York to Cali<br>
New Jersey to Crenshaw<br>
Speak the gift while you bleed the fit<br>
My team is sick<br>
We eat, sleep, and breathe this shit<br>
Rough and rugged<br>
Kill 'em soft<br>
We don't leave one standin' when we breakin' 'em off<br>
Takin' a loss?<br>
Not a chance in your life<br>
If being fresh is wrong, I don't wanna be right<br>
Stop, drop, and roll<br>
We got souls<br>
Safe to pop off when we lock and load<br>
So this how we get this done<br>
You can check on the rep, yep, second to none<br>
Check on the rep, second to none, yea<br>
This how we get this done<br>
You can check on the rep, second to none<br>
Check on the rep, second to none, yea<br>
This how we get this done<br>
You can check on the rep, second to none<br>
Yo, check the rep, yep, enough respect<br>
If not for the jewels I drop, the chunky neck<br>
I'm funky fresh<br>
Equipped with a rusty tick <br>
Am I the best? <br>
Well I gotta put it bluntly, yes<br>
You can't touch me<br>
The flows'll get ya<br>
Squeeze breath outta your chest like boa constrictors<br>
I'm a killer and I usually know my victims<br>
So I catch a lot of bodies on the homie system, uh<br>
Don't get it twisted, I'll break your jaw<br>
You'll be sippin' fried chicken through a crazy straw<br>
Liquid diet, bitch<br>
We official pirates<br>
I ghost ride the ghost ship<br>
Drinkin' and drivin', yea<br>
You ain't nothing but a whiny kid <br>
That cries like a wimp cuz nobody rides with him<br>
I ain't a thug, pimp, gangsta or grinding done [?]<br>
But you can check on the rep, yep, second to none<br>
Check on the rep, second to none, yea<br>
This how we get this done<br>
You can check on the rep, second to none<br>
Check on the rep, second to none, yea<br>
This how we get this done<br>
You can check on the rep, second to none<br>
Then all the bears wanna step in the gate<br>
You can find me at the gym, bench pressing the weights<br>
Getting' diesel on that ass and I'm so disgusting<br>
I'mma tell the whole god dang globe to suck it<br>
I'm bad<br>
Now you feelin' something surround you<br>
My chemical mix, they got you pumpin' the valium<br>
The audience closed in and they had a reaction<br>
Similar to explosions off of battery acid<br>
My rhymes a razor, to slash your neck with<br>
So findin' my trip past your neck or exit [?]<br>
Into the dungeon, what you bringin' a bucket?<br>
No one's hearin' your screams, so start playin' the trumpet<br>
I'm outta your reach now<br>
So give me some rock a few<br>
Hookin' a beat down and do the impossible<br>
A couple of months later, the record was done<br>
So you can check on the rep, yep, second to none<br>
Check on the rep, second to none, yea<br>
This how we get this done<br>
You can check on the rep, second to none<br>
Check on the rep, second to none, yea<br>
This how we get this done<br>
You can check on the rep, second to none<br>
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[Thanks to Veronica for lyrics]<br>
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