Best Rapper Alive 2

Me and shorty matching heat like it's Sadie Hawkins She enamored by my speech I'm the slickest talking It's ballgame for the weak the mayor back in office I'll take the rim off the backboard like Darryl Dawkins Adjust your lens focus recognize a pharaoh walking The mummy returns Imhotep in the whitest forces More money to earn, but keep this under wraps I was ash in a urn, I died and doubled back I really ran laps through hell and burnt a trail My nickname is I can't lose I'll never fail Every bar a highlight reel I freeze the cameras And I had some cornflakes on my head you niggas dandruff I rugar spit a shell you know how dead skin sells Another rapper dead, I'll send his mic hand in the mail In amazon box to his moms. I'm in my prime I done did the Deion on sidelines from here to Guam Real stamps in my passport, we trapped out the Newport's These spittas lie in every verse, The truth my only news source You know the big dogs come alive when it's time for war Ain't no walking through this pit like a casino floor Make him rap Jordan fives to the set With a collar bomb strapped round his neck If he miss a word it's a mess And this is not a test Shrapnel gon rip through his flesh And tear through his chest They know my verses word for word Rabb hall of fame The crowd jumping like Eazy up in the derby game Y'all was playing with water til piranhas came Told niggas square up like the logo that's for Norte Dame And I never bled F*ck all these rappers talkin' but won't battle for bread Niggas shook when they see me like I came back from the dead Don't apologize now it's still a price on yo head, bitch nigga King of the north I won't say it again King of the city test the God come spar with the pen King of the quotes to feel this dope you might need a syringe And careful filming in my stu might get blood on your lens It's a brutal murder I'm in my Chevy with my sister Murda She said Rabb you did a lot for niggas And I watched em' fold on you when shit hit the fan You never who fighting with you til you throwing hands F*ck em' all, I'm crack in the flesh like dry skin Flow get to smoking outta pocket like vape pens Ima punch a hole through your aura just stand still I'm covered in the blood of Christ it feel like a force field