abulia having b tits / being the best

amount of strong words... overwhelming watching it... slip... away... one of us What’s my name? Richard Gere, Michael Caine, look like Bane, Bit like Kane, rap game’s Saddam Hussein. This crack game just ain’t the same It’s a fact now that I ain’t sane, If you got faith, then just pray, Window panes ain’t gotta be stained. That’s my name, pop the door. No plates. Above the law I don’t want no MOMA Award, so stocked. Nah, I’ve already got a doorstop. This year I made more gwop Than half of the people you put at the top. They ain’t even put out a fucking a single yet and Man have already flopped It ain’t easy being this royal When you got this much going for you It ain’t hard to be disloyal Comin’ straight from the soil with lines that never coil Start to think pretty off new career with this spoil The kid is that sick so expect more coffins I’m the chosen one so you can expect more offerings I be sonning niggas so expect less orphans Best rapper alive hear that line used less often Word to God I’m the best offering