[Verse 1 - Blinsky]
Who the best in the game
Bruh I want that
Who the best in the city
I done came from
All the rest of you
Rap for the range
Or the chain but I
Rap for the pain
That Im made of
Dark nights
Thatll fade to the
Bright of a morn
Bruce Wayne with
A Alfred outfit
Out here with a mouth
That'll oust a
Mountain
I'm
So fit to be counted out
Like 1 2 3
Pause and the fourth
Is a breath
Hold in
Breath out
Im avoiding my d**h
On a mission
To realize a vision
Division can
Only imprison
Ya forward progress
Step back
Unite with a mic and the
Vibe
And a tribal instinctual
Model of
People that follow
The people that lead
Like Apollo to Rocky
Then Rocky to Creed
One beat
And a f** my degree
Type day
I could be Kanye
With the art
I could find out
The way
To yo heart
I could probably
Take you apart
With a sixteenth bar
And a carnal
Aggression and
Pardon my manner
It's part of obsession
With parting myself
From the rest of
My chosen profession
I guess I'm a
Specialist
Special as seal team 6
In a green beret
Open the bay
To breathe
Debatably the
Greatest thing
In 83 with a 1
In between
I forgot to say
I'm so
Forgetful
My rents due
And meals cold
19 but it s**
Cuz I feel old
Sold on a goal
And a dream
I was told by my team
I could really add
Injury to insult
For the doubtful people
Don't believe in me
To be doubtfuls
Easy please see me
Squeezing these CD
Beats to be 3D
Peep the sweet reading
Wrote to keep feeding
Souls
I keep needing goals
To go further
Heard the CEO
Needs a dope merger
Partner
I'll
Be a
Martyr
Got murdered
Or the
Sean Carter
Serving dope verses
Purpose
I'm clear now
I can't feel
Worthless
I know why I'm here now
I'm great
Jake in to Blinny
Is changing me plenty
But saying that's
Bad is just letting me
Know that you hate
[Verse 2 - Mike Ma**]
Yo
Check the protocol
The pro to call is he
These n***as roaches
I got my (?)
Stomping feet in my largest cleats
Hit em with bombs and
Fog they peeps like
Scatter when you see light
He turns tie dyes in to
Clean white tees
Im floating up off the ground
With white eyes
Through
Telekenesis
Make you snap ya neck with
My mind
The Anakin of my time
They panicking
Never understand it when
They wonder why they can't move
When its clear I'm the man again
The hand of God
I got em vibing now
They call him Marthas noodles
For his rhyming style
Tired of the same bars
Like a college town
Sick as all disease
And cornered on the speech
I vomit commas out my
Conscience
n***as hardly cause debris
Uh
So give an applause to me
Standing ovation
Rare location
n***as recording me
Flexing accordingly
Yes its less than a chore for me
To bless em gorgeously
Its all his steez
Or could be his k**er whale
Lets watch and see
Ma**