Rocky Rivera - Best Shot Lyrics

Picture perfect
I paint a perfect picture with precision on my wordplay
Fuck it when these herbs say
Somethin' bout my curse words
They just wanna pick fights
Say it with your chest, ho
Always choose my words right
I'm nobody's archetype
I just speak my truth, yo
Illy wit these similes, ready with these metaphors
Fuck a meta-narrative, when I give my testimony
Never been to grad school but Master of the Ceremony
Never been to Catholic school and I lost my native tongue
I'm tryin' to find my way
Where the hell I'm comin' from
Follow at your own risk, I be on my own path
Not "The One You Waiting For"
I'm the one that's late to class
Controversial, the truth is bout to hurt ya
I hate to disappoint you and you surely ain't my mama
I'm just tryna tell my story 'fore they try to tell it for me
So excuse me for the language in my music allegories
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me with yo best shot
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (AH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (POP!)
Hit me wit ya best
Hit me wit ya best (RRRAH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me with yo best shot (AH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (POP!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (RRRAH!)
Hit me wit ya best
Hit me, hit me wit ya best
I'm nobody's savior, Professor Xavier
Fuck respectability, rampant misbehavior
All up in my lineage, all up in my DNA
How you think I overcame the obstacles that's in my way
They just wanna box you in, warn you if you cross the line
"You ain't really rappin' if ain't rappin in double time"
You ain't for The People if you problematic when you rhyme
Like I can't evolve without you digging up old tweets of mine?
They wish that they can call you out with some old dirt
I graduated public school, did my homework
So I will never let 'em hurt me, get your facts straight
I can grow from my mistakes, don't instigate
You got no right to burn down what you ain't built
Try your best shot, make sure that you aim still
Most of y'all act brave, but you ain't real
Hatin' on the low, something that I can't feel
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me with yo best shot
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (AH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (POP!)
Hit me wit ya best
Hit me wit ya best (RRRAH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me with yo best shot (AH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (POP!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (RRRAH!)
Hit me wit ya best
Hit me, hit me wit ya best

Picture perfect
I paint a perfect picture with precision on my wordplay
Fuck it when these herbs say
Somethin' bout my curse words
They just wanna pick fights
Say it with your chest, ho
Always choose my words right
I'm nobody's archetype
I just speak my truth, yo
Illy wit these similes, ready with these metaphors
Fuck a meta-narrative, when I give my testimony
Never been to grad school but Master of the Ceremony
Never been to Catholic school and I lost my native tongue
I'm tryin' to find my way
Where the hell I'm comin' from
Follow at your own risk, I be on my own path
Not "The One You Waiting For"
I'm the one that's late to class
Controversial, the truth is bout to hurt ya
I hate to disappoint you and you surely ain't my mama
I'm just tryna tell my story 'fore they try to tell it for me
So excuse me for the language in my music allegories
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me with yo best shot
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (AH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (POP!)
Hit me wit ya best
Hit me wit ya best (RRRAH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me with yo best shot (AH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (POP!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (RRRAH!)
Hit me wit ya best
Hit me, hit me wit ya best
I'm nobody's savior, Professor Xavier
Fuck respectability, rampant misbehavior
All up in my lineage, all up in my DNA
How you think I overcame the obstacles that's in my way
They just wanna box you in, warn you if you cross the line
"You ain't really rappin' if ain't rappin in double time"
You ain't for The People if you problematic when you rhyme
Like I can't evolve without you digging up old tweets of mine?
They wish that they can call you out with some old dirt
I graduated public school, did my homework
So I will never let 'em hurt me, get your facts straight
I can grow from my mistakes, don't instigate
You got no right to burn down what you ain't built
Try your best shot, make sure that you aim still
Most of y'all act brave, but you ain't real
Hatin' on the low, something that I can't feel
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me with yo best shot
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (AH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (POP!)
Hit me wit ya best
Hit me wit ya best (RRRAH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me with yo best shot (AH!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (POP!)
Hit me wit yo best
Hit me wit yo best (RRRAH!)
Hit me wit ya best
Hit me, hit me wit ya best