Ultimate

Yo, I take your brain on a freestyle excursion
 Cuttin things up, ask P I'm his surgeon
 Hip hop emergency, yeah, it's kind of urgent
 Rapprers getting all washed up in their detergent
 But I'm still fresh and my lyrics is strong
 I like Mary J girls all night long
 I tale the metal back, Colt gave you the gun
 Then tell Chuck Berry how I rate your song
 To mess with the best reach inside your purses
 Put that money on the men with lives
 Top to the bottom, bottom to top I
 Make the rest look drunk like a bottle of vodka
 In the alley way, bent, leaning over the stoope
 Used to roll with my beats now I roll in the coupe
 With the quickness, quick mix without the relic
 If it's anyting good I'm about to grabb it
 One, two, one, two
 One, two y'all, one, two, one, two
 One, two y'all, it's the ultimate shit
 That you got to go get with the niggaz legit
 You listen to a hardcore legend of rap
 With the doller sign rhyme and a five star track
 I travel the scenes all across the world
 Even Mexico bustin that Charles Suprero
 And ther's no jokes, large coast to coast
 Listen to grown folks, while you takin your toast
 I be straight like that bent line juming out genuine
 Automobile with the back seat climb
 Straight captain of the south and the north
 And I ride trough the streets so I care for law
 Better stay on, niggaz be writing with creon
 I type in the laptop, quick to spray on
 Like crylon, dvd made out of nylon
 With the ribbon, kill them with that Larry Bird weapon
 Hot now ever since when I was warm
 I was telling y'all I would take the world by storm
 Now it's on
 One, two y'all, one, two, one, two
 One, two y'all
 It's just rhymes