โหลดเพลง mp3 Second to None (feat. Mike Shinoda) (Album Version) - Styles of Beyond

Second To None - Styles of Beyond
It's the real authentic, leave y'all dented
Forget what ya heard, if I said it, I meant it
Did it for real, while y'all pretended
Back for more, starting the war to end it
Raw, ripping like I'm working a chainsaw
New York to Cali, New Jersey to Crenshaw
Speak the gift while you bleed the fit
My team is sick, we eat, sleep and breathe this shit
Rough and rugged, kill em soft
We don't leave one standing when we breaking em off
Taking a loss
Not a chance in your life
If being fresh is wrong, I don't wanna be right
Stop, drop and roll, we got soul
Safety popped off when we lock and load
So this how we get this done
You can check on the rep, yep, second to none

Check on the rep, second to none, yeah
This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none

Check on the rep, second to none, yeah
This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none
Yo, check the rep, yep, enough respect
If not for the jewels, I drop the chunky neck
I'm funky fresh equipped with a rusty tick
Am I the best
Well, I gotta put it bluntly, yes
You can't touch me, the flows'll get ya
Squeeze breath outta your chest like boa constrictors
I'm a killer and I usually know my victims
So I catch a lot of bodies on the homie system, uh
Don't get it twisted, I'll break your jaw
You'll be sipping fried chicken through a crazy straw
Liquid diet, bitch, we official pirates
I ghost ride the ghost ship, drinking and driving, yeah
You ain't nothing, but a whiny kid
That cries like a wimp 'cuz nobody rides with him
I ain't a thug, pimp, gangsta or grinding done
But you can check on the rep, yep, second to none

Check on the rep, second to none, yeah
This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none

Check on the rep, second to none, yeah
This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none
Then all the bears wanna step in the gate
You can find me at the gym, bench pressing the weight
Gettin' diesel on that ass and I'm so disgusting
I'ma tell the whole god dang globe to suck it
I'm bad, now you feeling something surround you
My chemical mix, they got you pumping the Valium
The audience closed in and they had a reaction
Similar to explosions off of battery acid
My rhymes a razor, to slash your neck with
So finding my trip past your neck or exit
Into the dungeon, what you bringing a bucket
No one's hearing your screams, so start playing the trumpet
I'm outta your reach now, so give me some rock a few
Hooking a beat down and do the impossible
A couple of months later, the record was done
So you can check on the rep, yep, second to none

Check on the rep, second to none, yeah
This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none

Check on the rep, second to none, yeah
This how we get this done
You can check on the rep, second to none