Intro:

Big l rest in peace, rest in peace, rest in peace
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Do you wanna mess with this
Oh oh oh oh oh oh....
....one of the best yet....
....we've got it....
....you can feel the realness....
....in this business of rap....
....go ahead

Verse 1:

Fresh out the gate again
Time to raise the stakes again
Fatten my plate again
You'll cats know we always play to win
G and g, to the stars son
Haters, took this shit to far son
So thats all for you I'm wipen out your whole team
Ill splatter your dreams with lyrics to shatter your schemes
The badder you seem, the more lies you tell
The more lies you sell, nobodys surprised you fell
Into my death trap
Right into my clutches
Stupid, you know the gur must bless every single mike he touches
Ive suffered
Just so I can return harder
Wanna be a shit starter fuck around make you ahmada
I make you famous
Turn around and make you nameless
Cause you never understood how vital to me this rap game is
Save it and hold that
You catch a hot one
Rhymes will chase a fake nigger down
Soon as I spot one

Chorus:

Full clip, do you wanna mess with this....
Gang starr, one of the best yet....
Im nice like that....
Its all good, in this business of rap....
Full clip, do you wanna mess with this....
Gang starr, one of the best yet....
Im nice like that....
Its all good, so I suggest you take a rest...

Verse 2:

So if you stand in my way
Im a have to spray
Learn that if you come against me son
Your gonna have to pray
Since, back in the day I held the weight and kept my head up
They wanna see the guard cacth an l, it's all a set up
I give no man or thing power over me
Why these niggers so jealous and lookin sour over me
Im bolder g
Im like impossible to stop
Im like that nigger in the ring with you, impossible to drop
Im like two magazines fully loaded to your one
Plus I ain't gonna quit spittin, til your done
Plus, more than ever I got my whole shit together
More than a decade of hits, that'll live forever
Catch a rep off my name, your bound to fry
Know how many niggers that I know thats down to die
We never fail and we ain't never been frail
You niggers talk crime but you scared of jail

Chrous:

Full clip, do you wanna mess with this....
Gang starr, one of the best yet....
Im nice like that....
Its all good, in this business of rap....
Full clip, do you wanna mess with this....
Gang starr, one of the best yet....
Im nice like that....
Its all good, so I suggest you take a rest...

Verse 3:

Attackin like a slick apatchy
Lyrics are trigger happy
Blowin back ? ? ? ? just for the way you lookin at me
Cock back, blau
I hit you up right now
I don't why so many y'all wanna be thugs any how
Face the consiquence
Of your childish nonsence
I can make your head explode just by my lyrical content
Get ya in my scope and metophorically snipe ya
I never liked ya
I gased that ass and then ignite ya
The flame thrower
Make your peeps afraid to know ya
How many times I told ya
Play your position small soldier
My art is colder
Makes me want to resort to violence
Stop beatin me in the head son,
Na, I'm not buyin it
Im ready to blast
Ready surpass and harass
Im ready to flip, yea
And ready to dip with all the cash
I hold my chrome steady, with a tight grip
So your dome already cause this one might hit

Chorus:

Full clip, do you wanna mess with this....
Gang starr, one of the best yet....
Im nice like that....
Its all good, in this business of rap....
Full clip, do you wanna mess with this....
Gang starr, one of the best yet....
Im nice like that....
Its all good, so I suggest you take a rest...

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