Seven - 2nd 2 no 1 lyrics

[Shaggy 2 Dope] Just understand this. We ain't second to no one Psychopathic has been and always will be number one Twiztid in this b**h. 2 Dope in this b**h. Yo momma in this b**h Yo momma's momma's great grannies momma's up in this b**h. YEAAHHHHHH! [Monoxide] Like Stevie I make em wonder why they're staring out their eyes but they still can't see me I'm on your mind like a beanie Blessed by the son of a fiend through a ca**ette and a CD So many wish like a genie That I would just go away but I'm everywhere like graffiti I want it all out of peace, I'm greedy Wanna increase everything while I'm here and my heart is beating Shooting for the stars is easy It's not falling apart when you are one believe me I'm so far from the cheesy But I'm sharp keep the cheddar and the blueprint parked in the same place Like a new whip in the dark so when I'm through with leaving a mark and abusing anything from music to making movies You can start feeling like you're the first one to do it but right now, we're the only ones that see through it (Yeah!) [Hook] All I need is one night One Night One stage All I got is one life One story It ain't gonna change From the moonlight straight to the sun I ain't second to none Make it clear like you're waving a gun I ain't second to none [Madrox] Second to none and First to myself I'm Bitter for always being eleventh or twelfth and Tired of doing sh** for the sake of my health while Watching these fat cat's states double in wealth and Telling me lucky if another record sell Cause the economy got us all headin' straight to hell well CDs are destined for landfills Cause the music industry indecisive in a comatose standstill The media say we're too sick for the air waves Hoping we clean it up and s** somebody dick for air play We old school not the next gen rappers Self absorbed and full of sh** just like some pampers Dumb ba*tards to yourself you're a hazard And you wonder why your book only consists of one chapter Short lived like careers and my patience So close to my last supper I can almost taste it (Sing it!) [Hook] [Monoxide] I'm the Peyton to the Manning, the greatest one in your family Hope you understand that I'm never here for the Grammy Even though I thank the radio and need it badly They'll never give me the time of day cause I don't keep it swaggy Maybe if I change my everything to make them happy I could fade away like the rest of the people they've enchanted And granted I'm getting blazed and living lavish I knew it from the beginning that this isn't what I'm after Please release me if I'm captured That means I'm going backwards And kiss so many a**es to get a track heard Instead I keep my back turned Middle fingers is the answer The media Industry's nothing but cancer [Hook]