Ty Frankel, Chris Harris - Best of the Best Lyrics

Rap supreme
Attack your team
I’m the illest MC up in the game spittin’ facts, not dreams
Crash the scene, lyrically I slash spleen
The reason y’all weak, y’all ain’t practising
’Cause I smash the competitors
Fast on the regular
And when I get ’em down on the ground I never let ’em up
Yup, if they sit on up
Then I tell ’em get ’em up
You want the crown that I found
Well, I will never give it up
Better let ya mans know
I’m the man, bro
Before I turn ya man’s nose to a manhole
And as far as hands go
I’m the man for
Ripping off their legs and asking what you stand for
Don’t try to battle with a giant
Unless you want your head above the mantle and the fire
I get at ’em, I’m inspired
While y’all the opposite, you looking sad and you tired

I’m the best of the best
Top of the charts
Head of the class
You stop where I start
King of the hill
When I win I’ll be finished
What, what, what, what, what
Who wanna get it?

I was raised in the hallways
Haze and a long chain
Sitting on the stairs writing pages of songs, man
To be the best, if you attest, then you wrong, man
And y’all lame, y’all should stay all off in y’all lane
Y’all plain next to me, you got no fame
I’m on fire like a match next to propane
And you gon’ hear about it …soon
Wait for it …tick tick …BOOM
I still shine like the sun do
But if you trip, I will flip, and I’ll still sun you
Mic check 1, 2 to the 1, 2
This is something that your crew couldn’t undo
And with these bars I’m’a menace
Like wine over time, these bars don’t diminish
Now say it with ya chest
And if you need a reminder, well it goes like this

I’m the best of the best
Top of the charts
Head of the class
You stop where I start
King of the hill
When I win I’ll be finished
What
What
What
What
What
Who wanna get it?