Superior (feat. The Fresh King of New York)

Ayo double R, turn that shit up! Let's get it! Welcome to the ends, know your ways are inferior This is not a game, 'cause the fame is superior Better learn the name, can't blame me for tryin' But you already know I can tell that you're lyin' You don't wanna be the one who gets on the track and can't start the rhymin' I been on the plane, and up in the sky, my bars are still flyin' My brother's got my back you see, B. Wells and Jabez Z When you got the team, that's all you really need (King, King, King, King, King) Are you feelin' it, I'm about to rise up to the ceilin' Fresh King of New York back in the clutch Better touch that crown you'll be kneelin' The Fresh King of New York is fuckin' back, better ring the bell You know I'm goin' psycho on this beat with my bro B Wells Pretty sure you can tell that my haters are gonna go to hell When they find out I'm writin' these raps man I'm castin' the spell Ah, look at Fresh so inspirational When this rap comes out I'm gonna be so motherfuckin' sensational End my career but it's never gonna be done You already know the Fresh King made another one You already know the Fresh King is havin' fun 'Cause I am the motherfuckin' golden one Makin' two-thousand songs in an album Fact that this has never ever been done You already know the Fresh King is hot Because you, you got me laughin' like Why do y'all only like Jabez Z when I go deep? I had to slow down the fuckin' beat just to see what y'all mean And I get it, it's fire, when depression creeps But I'm over all that pain, God remembered my fuckin' name was Zackary So that's what they call me, from two thousand one, to twenty twenty three But I get it, y'all ain't ready to hear this superior shit Everybody falls I know it's difficult to admit But that's why you're the patients, and I carry the permits I like that you're playin, but there's no way you're persistent One wrong word, and you're dead as a doornail Diss, after diss, after diss, people hopin' that you ain't scared Try to fight the way that they play, but the game ain't fair I don't got to worry, I been playin' for too long I know the in's and out's to almost every single song I just spit 'til it's time to quit Let's speed this shit up real quick, here we go So enjoy this brick fuckin' pricks, that's a Preston joke I've turned over a new leaf, to the other side of the toke And I take the smoke and I breath it in And then I blow it out, now I'm high as a bitch I'm Zack, I rule this dynasty! We don't need Secret Wars to rain on society We need Marvel's, fuckers from out of this world And we need Always Well, 'cause when it rains, it pours Welcome to the ends, know your ways are inferior This is not a game, 'cause the fame is superior Better learn the name, can't blame me for tryin' But you already know I can tell that you're lyin' You don't wanna be the one who gets on the track and can't start the rhymin' I been on the plane, and up in the sky, my bars are still flyin' My brother's got my back you see, B. Wells and Jabez Z When you got the team, that's all you really need Always Strong Fresh King of New York!