Quit While You're Ahead - Feat. Maestro Fresh Wes, Choclair and Moka Only

You better quit while you're ahead
 Ah that's what I said, or you're better off dead
 Hey eh, you better quit while you're ahead
 I told ya (yeah)
 I did (I did, I did)
 Now, a lot of MC's walkin with no knees
 They persistent with fuckin with me
 I'm just that real laid back, chill bat, smokin them trees
 But yo I turn into some African bees (if you're fuckin with me)
 I'm unmatched, unpassed, since way back
 Up upon them blocks, rockin MCM hats
 Just spittin at these people like I'm swingin a bat
 At Scarborough Village, where the pillage was at
 (You better quit while you're)
 All them girls in them pum pum shorts, where they wanted it fat (yes)
 Yo, I ain't braggin, I'm just spittin the facts
 No exaggeration (naw), no grippin on my balls for charm
 A Big Mac with no lettuce and sauce
 Now my collar bone is filled with stars and got stripes down the arm
 Got Class in the cut, pull the pin out the bomb, brother
 Yo, so let them horns blow (yeah)
 We're reppin this here because you all asked for it, so yo
 I told ya
 I told ya
 I ain't goin nowhere, I got my people in here
 We still got it after all the smoke clears
 Now speakin mathematically, there's no comparin to my strategy
 Tryin to measure up, I appreciate the flattery
 But half of these rappers are half of a beat backwards
 Claimin they on point man, ch-check the stats first
 I've dropped 12 albums with at least 12 songs in the last 12 years
 Do the math right there
 That's 144, on a one a month average
 And that don't even count what I produced for other rappers
 (You better quit while you're)
 Done 5 tours, with 20 shows or more
 And that's only dating back to 2004
 Let's not forget the other years that don't apply to
 Now name another rapper tourin Canada like I do
 I know I am, on the top of this
 And I know I have, many accomplices
 If the numbers add up you can't get rid of me
 So kid, know your past or your future will be history
 The Maes, the Maes is smooth and here to soothe you when
 MC's lose, he keeps improvin
 'Cause he keeps comin back with more and more hits
 (Ahh shit), suckers better quit
 When you touch my first record, then we can talk
 Start prayin, start fastin, then we can walk
 I'm makin movies now, while rappers still runnin their lips
 Get off my dick, I'm tryin to study my script
 (You better quit while you're)
 I got politicians callin 'cause I'm influential
 Beat makers want my voice on their instrumentals
 Rappers makin mixtapes, then they get out of line
 Except I've never seen a record yet do better than mine
 They just keep recyclin, not excitin
 Never the less I just put it to rest 'cause Wes keeps enticin them
 'Stro fans wonder how he's gonna flow next
 But all you gotta know is that he so Fresh Wes
 (Godfather, God bless), still I spark the flame
 Only rapper from Toronto on the Walk Of Fame
 Now who you think Toronto trusts more - me or you?
 Who you think Toronto loves more - me or you?
 Son I'm not tryin to say that I'm better than y'all
 I'm just on another level than y'all, so just move
 Man y'all can't talk about stats without puttin your boy Moka in
 (Yo, that's why I got at you man, let 'em know)
 You see my braggin rights could be wrote on the longest list
 The most prolific rapper in the world that fits
 In my palm like this, my likeness is ubiquitous
 36 albums underneath my belt
 I whip 'em off like they Bisquick biscuits bitch
 And ain't many that can deal with the heat that's felt
 Rappers on the thing underneath my briefs and belt
 I said (you better quit while you're ahead)
 Mok a kept on with the keep on
 You can't sleep on, so get gone and go get my coffee gopher
 The girls on my toblerone, the bone her
 Head stat on your cold toner
 I've got the Junos and the platinum plaques back at home
 7 MMVAs, I can hold my own
 A known felon when it come to the microphone chrome
 Choclair, Class, Maestro and Moka Only, let's go
 Man we got stats
 Comin at ya like some baseball bats
 You fall flat, fall back nigga