Verse 1 (Wasabi)
Even when i die, I'll be ballin in the grave
My loyalties lie, in the city by the bay
I'm from the Golden State from S.F to L.A
I'm the best yet to this day
I represent the 415
They can search far and wide
Up and down the terrain (Tehran)
Don't a**ume it's the savior
Tho immune to failure I am
Further and further through Persia I ran
No man can take my homeland
Free will till I'm k**ed, call me nomad
But I ain't about that wandering life
Ali won't back down and when he hits you it hurts
Rip City, Iron Man, made of steel, Pittsburgh (Steel City)
You can find me on the court creating havoc and madness
Making panics a talent
The Malice at the Palace was the work of a manic at hand
Volcanic clash land
Tanis been found it was buried in sand
Lost city, guarantee, like me, it never been seen
Sounds weak, you'll see, no ones better than me
I spit fire can you?
My flow tighter than you
Sticky like Amazing Spider Man 2
I just wanna know which is tighter
My grips or my lyrics?
My rhymes you can hear it
But I got handles like Spidey and dat boi Uncle Drew
Mixteam prezzy of The City got grips tighter than glue
No doubt better than you
So imma keep ballin' till you seen what I can do
Verse 2 (King Q)
Man you're used to the hype
Used to the fame
Me?
I worked hard to make it in this game
When I fall down
I just gotta get back up and obtain the crown
That was rightfully mine
But if you can't keep up, dont work hard, you just give up, then maybe its a sign...
That you don't belong in this line
It ain't easy
To get through defenders so breezy
But i practice everyday
So when i play
They change the whole game plan
To guard this one solo man
Who carries his whole team, puts them on his back
Who can defend any attack
That you devise
No matter how much you revise precisely
He will never be forgotten
The young man who has gotten
The reputation as the best baller on these streets
Man you can't handle his heat
Everytime he steps on the court everybody watches
How he will twist, a**ist, resist, persist
Anything
That will get in his way
To the top play
Ballin
Verse 3 (wasabi)
Even when I die I be spitting rhymes in the tomb
Dropping dimes in the gloom
Writing tunes that blow y'all away like monsoons
Cause damage, typhoons
We just tryna make it and we always gonna ball
Time to get to the top, where we belong
Time to fly, wings on
Or climb, like King Kong
If I land like Taiwan
I'll still fight, swords drawn
Wouldn't dream of folding and holding a white flag
Unite the foe, or sign a peace treaty
I go all in, nobody said it was easy
Ain't no love in the heart of the city
No worries, don't sweat the technique
Legacy forever in concrete
Bring em out, bring em here, bring em to their feet
Bring em outchere if they looking for defeat
I'm the straightest baller known to mankind
Won't find a hustla with colder handles than mine
Straighter than a ruler or the lid on my flat brim hat
You know where to find me, knowing that Imma gym rat
If I leave and return, your highness is back
The finest is back
And look out cuz I got help from ma boi King Q on this track
If u messed with us earlier look out for more murders
No orders, more horrors, potential problem in the 4th quarter
This is exclusive, I refuse to lose it
So its worth listening to if u tired of modern day hip hop music
Cuz we ballin