Homeboy Sandman - Arrows lyrics

[Intro] Yo don't ask me who the best is yo I give you my top 5 Uh — Doom, Thought, Em, Jay, Ghost Ya nam sayin? All them cats is the best b Yo this is not golf b This is artwork b You get biz like no other, you the best, aite? [Verse 1] Case in point, I ain't make AKs rejoice I just came to case the joint Here's a pie in the face Inspire the faith I might turn water to wine, lemon to lime, pie into cake I know Tiger & Crane, I know Wing Chun, I'm never too tired to train I don't feel no thrill of the chase, I don't chase sh** I just stay in my place and be patient Mets, Giants '86 Property of NY, PONYs and Sauconys, and Asics My whole team, all hoodlums and geishas We roll tight like "goodness" and "gracious" Streets haunted by the hustlers that died here The great beyond of woebegone youngsters with dyed hair Kings in the bible ordered babies cut in two Word mother, it ain't nuthin' new [Chorus x2] Arrows I whipped the wide, split the narrows Sipped wine with the pharaohs Traced the lies from the lips to the clips out the barrels I read the Times, took the tips, read the tarots [Verse 2] I'm ‘bout a billion years old I'm like the winter day it graduate from chilly to cold I'm a descendant of dissenting adults Who traded in Jacksons and Washingtons for watts and volts Breakin' bread, breakin' even while I'm eating alone You ain't heard no heavy breathing while I was bleeding in stone All you felt was your pulse All you tasted was the sweetest victory and all you seen was results Smell me? I don't give two fornications, can't find a cage that done held me And don't harbor hate, it don't help me It's unhealthy All the world's a stage, backstage I move around stealthy I hold down like gays hold down Chelsea I hold it down like dreads hold down Ls, like Fred hold down Elm Street (Whoo) [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] Meet at the summit if you can stomach the mileage Hate it or love it but if you hate it you wildin' Hate it or love it but if you hate it you buggin' like bugs that be needin' pollen I crack a smile in the asylum And wield the gavel and the meeting of the minds, feeding the meter where the gra** grow greener, speed reader of the eyes With a middle man cashing my checks Eating a boiled egg with a bomb strapped to my chest (Whoo!) I'm all in your head I'd like to thank my sponsors, monsters under the bed Most of sh** that make you think I'm gonna humble the best, just some sh** I mumbled under my breath Matter of fact I keep a sleeve that's full of aces 'til I'm fakin' my d**h And keep it rough around the edges ‘stead of hedging my bets Cue the civil unrest Next!! [Outro] Yo kid Yo Red and Ghost was - they duked it out for my - for that fifth slot b Either could have made it yo You know Obviously Mos is top ten of - 3 Stacks But this, you know, this is my joint, this is preference Can't - all these cats is the best b You nam sayin? You know, Aesop Rock Can't nobody get biz like Aes or - Nobody's better, nobody's better, nobody's better than these cats Yo somebody could do what you do, you whack b You straight up whack You're either whack or you the best kid, there's no in between yo If you nice and nobody can't rock like you, you the best kid Otherwise find something else to do, with your life b Please, please