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STYLES OF BEYOND lyrics : "Second To None"

It's the real authentic
Leave ya'll dented
Forget what ya heard

If I said it, I meant it
Did it for real
While ya'll pretended

Back for more
Startin' the war to end it
Raw

Rippin' like I'm working a chainsaw
New York to Cali
New Jersey to Crenshaw

Speak the gift while you bleed the fit
My team is sick
We eat, sleep, and breathe this %#@!

Rough and rugged
Kill 'em soft
We don't leave one standin' when we breakin' 'em off

Takin' a loss?
Not a chance in your life
If being fresh is wrong, I don't wanna be right

Stop, drop, and roll
We got souls
Safe to pop off when we lock and load

So this how we get this done
You can check on the rep, yep, second to none
Check on the rep, second to none, yea

This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none
Check on the rep, second to none, yea

This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none
Yo, check the rep, yep, enough respect

If not for the jewels I drop, the chunky neck
I'm funky fresh
Equipped with a rusty tick

Am I the best?
Well I gotta put it bluntly, yes
You can't touch me

The flows'll get ya
Squeeze breath outta your chest like boa constrictors
I'm a killer and I usually know my victims

So I catch a lot of bodies on the homie system, uh
Don't get it twisted, I'll break your jaw
You'll be sippin' fried chicken through a crazy straw

Liquid diet, (*##$
We official pirates
I ghost ride the ghost ship

Drinkin' and drivin', yea
You ain't nothing but a whiny kid
That cries like a wimp cuz nobody rides with him

I ain't a thug, pimp, gangsta or grinding done [?]
But you can check on the rep, yep, second to none
Check on the rep, second to none, yea

This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none
Check on the rep, second to none, yea

This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none
Then all the bears wanna step in the gate

You can find me at the gym, bench pressing the weights
Getting' diesel on that $$# and I'm so disgusting
I'mma tell the whole god dang globe to suck it

I'm bad
Now you feelin' something surround you
My chemical mix, they got you pumpin' the valium

The audience closed in and they had a reaction
Similar to explosions off of battery acid
My rhymes a razor, to slash your neck with

So findin' my trip past your neck or exit [?]
Into the dungeon, what you bringin' a bucket?
No one's hearin' your screams, so start playin' the trumpet

I'm outta your reach now
So give me some rock a few
Hookin' a beat down and do the impossible

A couple of months later, the record was done
So you can check on the rep, yep, second to none
Check on the rep, second to none, yea
This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none

Check on the rep, second to none, yea
This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none

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