Dutch Capone - Best In Life Lyrics

I'm a practical dude, if you got a wack attitude
I wont ask: "Whats crackin with you?"
Instead I fracture your neck
And start attacking your crew
Back from the lab came the proof:
You're a clone like the rest you're just a test in a tube
Marvel at the DC 'cause there'll never be two
No other rapper in the booth does what I casually do
I ain't cappin the truth, but I'll be cappin at you
I got six little friends and they run faster than you
Bring the beef to me lets settle this like gentlemen do
Don't be like:
"DC how dare he even question me
Who the fuck's he think he is to have the audacity
To say he the illest on the mic and rhymin catchy like flu?!!"
But the truth? I can teach you a lesson or two
The first lesson is.. and the second is..
So don't think you'll outclever me soon
'cause whatever you do
Will come back at you too
Conan! What is best in life?
To crush your enemies
To see them driven before you
And to hear the lamentations of their women
I wanna stay in the matrix, so gimme that blue pill
Keep drillin that poon still, no matter my age bitch
Escaped my cage with a file that she laced the cake with
So it's a piece of cake for me to make fucking the place lit
It's a different day, but rappers still the same shit
Ain't it entertaining that you ain't us?
So you ain't shit
Player it don't matter how long you been in the game
'cause being old school is not the same as being ancient
Barbaric on the beat I endanger civilization
'cause I crush my enemies and await the lamentation
No patience to explain my lyrics, they may sound alien
But it ain't no rocket science that I'm flyer than a space ship
Face it you're wasting your time, dismiss this case
And accept your faith
Your not my dog, but you should know your place
And one more bark I leave you in the woods
It's in my nature
To leave emcees stupid
Better yet I leave em brainless!
Conan! What is best in life?
To crush your enemies
To see them driven before you
And to hear the lamentations of their women

I'm a practical dude, if you got a wack attitude
I wont ask: "Whats crackin with you?"
Instead I fracture your neck
And start attacking your crew
Back from the lab came the proof:
You're a clone like the rest you're just a test in a tube
Marvel at the DC 'cause there'll never be two
No other rapper in the booth does what I casually do
I ain't cappin the truth, but I'll be cappin at you
I got six little friends and they run faster than you
Bring the beef to me lets settle this like gentlemen do
Don't be like:
"DC how dare he even question me
Who the fuck's he think he is to have the audacity
To say he the illest on the mic and rhymin catchy like flu?!!"
But the truth? I can teach you a lesson or two
The first lesson is.. and the second is..
So don't think you'll outclever me soon
'cause whatever you do
Will come back at you too
Conan! What is best in life?
To crush your enemies
To see them driven before you
And to hear the lamentations of their women
I wanna stay in the matrix, so gimme that blue pill
Keep drillin that poon still, no matter my age bitch
Escaped my cage with a file that she laced the cake with
So it's a piece of cake for me to make fucking the place lit
It's a different day, but rappers still the same shit
Ain't it entertaining that you ain't us?
So you ain't shit
Player it don't matter how long you been in the game
'cause being old school is not the same as being ancient
Barbaric on the beat I endanger civilization
'cause I crush my enemies and await the lamentation
No patience to explain my lyrics, they may sound alien
But it ain't no rocket science that I'm flyer than a space ship
Face it you're wasting your time, dismiss this case
And accept your faith
Your not my dog, but you should know your place
And one more bark I leave you in the woods
It's in my nature
To leave emcees stupid
Better yet I leave em brainless!
Conan! What is best in life?
To crush your enemies
To see them driven before you
And to hear the lamentations of their women