Johnny P'S Caddy
Benny The Butcher
Yea this guy, na him be number one I say make you carry dey go, carry waka You be my man, na you be number one Buss it, the 2013 Illmatic The 30 plus T is spazzing Ayo I heard 'em say he's a has been The chirpingtons picked the tragic When the turtle outthinks the rabbit Prefer to write deep in passion Fertilize seeds, turn a tad So you identify a certified classic Murder by accident I was just practicing whether my raps are vernacular There was a rhyme and beware of the shrapnel This year is an animal, ravenous, manageable Certain it's venomous, well at least compared to a Labrador This year's honor roll, the legend has gotta grow I'm nursing rap with a verse You just wear us like lavender oil Back on my art of all orator I'm known for bringing the business like a bungalow corner store Cut your losses and bungee cord back to your momma's scrotum I ignored 'em and burned anyone gasping on audience Fuck the chorus I'm just going instro, punch and record While the lawyers hunting for my missing publishing forms Missus dropping her daughter Mission, get pampers for her My vision went from nappy nigga to napkin with a fork I'm munching like it's green wrap Fucking on bean bags Ratchets still calling me back for a rematch 'Cause I put the pipe down like rehab T-bagging the honeys in your video scene, haa Meanwhile we back at Motif Labs Putting bars on C-Max, killing Bossy tracks 'Cause back when you were dancing to "Lean Back" I had your top 5 yellow like the Chinese flag Fuck all these radio weed tracks Get Radio Raheem tryna radio evac T's back to fuck up your summer, the game needs that In that E-Class memory seat back Went from CAF to the rich black, call that decaf And still hot even with the AC maxed Big fat motherfucker, no six pack Leave tracks in your head that won't let you relax You be number one Whether they like it or not Nobody could beat you, na him be number one There's no two way about am, na you be number one Whether they like am or not You go dey carry dey go, carry waka Whether they like am or not Na you be number one Number one for the whole world No be for yonder It's 2014 but really it's the minute after I take off Beam and leave a ladder, it don't matter The way more people living when the killing starts 8 Door fitting the kind of fashion You swastika my swastika the gas Ripping the ass of your top notch Whether he's real or not Do get a ticket to watch 'em piss in they pants Witness a massacre, bam bam With a sickle and hammer I'm Joseph Stalin on 'em, don't gotta warn 'em They know I'm performing Name on the Jumbotron as a foreigner The audience want an encore, they calling out For all of them no response call the coroner Burnt my feet, back it back to the city Go wear a ski mask, you robbing the children Not rapping, I'm killing Word on the streets now we soft at Motif And I can sing if Rihanna believe it, how's that for a reason? Zacky my children, Perf my kid, X the real deal Keenan my youngster, Zubz a master Know some others that are too pro, hands up I coolly answer if you question our standards Yeah, this cinematic with a little added thing about it Your rapping dignitary wishing he had it Anybody napping, sleeping Get the pink blanket, see the rabbit Don't think of battling, I'm really a rabid sickly dog Spitting raw like the symptoms are showing, ticking bomb Kill an army without lifting an arm T is God, I mean rapping nigga not really God Shit be on, it's like to infinity and beyond Come see the boss if you're buzzed like my marketing law Full album budget for a couple of songs Fucking award, like Woddy from the iron vault I pump shots, top of the boss No guns, just metaphors Don't touch or get knuckled up, bounced at the door Flow enough, fix your babalas with spike cores Sober up and discuss facts like once more Who hold the crown? The artist formerly fat boy I say na you be number one I say no be your mama give am to you No be your papa take am born you Na God carry and give you Even before you were born Na him carry and give you right from birth Whether they like am or not Na you be number one I say na you be number one Whether they like am or not I say no be your mama No be your papa No be even your brother give am to you Na God give am to you