Long Live the Chief Lyrics

Let's look at the current rankings to start the day off right

Party, what's it looking like?

Wu-Chang Records at the top as always

Because well, we made this damn business

That's all I need to know

This is Big Wu, bitch

This your one and only warning

Honestly I don't think you're ready for this

Time to let the rappers rap fall flat

From the hook that's a jab at those carried by the chorus

You don't wanna see me in a bad mood

Y'all steady in the trash racoon

Never draw but ya loss right when

What I ink get under your skin no tattoo

Big Cee$ paint the scene

So fly I'm the wave and it's plain to see

Cause where I take it straight to the vacant seat

And then I may just claim it the game of T-H-R to the O-N-E-S

But what we playing ain't a game like NES

The only thing in common you getting ate bit

Bite your style but do it better boy you ain't shit

So many rappers want the title "King"

But tell me how can you be idols when you're idling

See it's survival of the fittest I do my own thing

I'm homicidal all because of what these typos bring

You wanna see M's you don't wanna MC

Maybe rapper but that is still not the label

You wanna have when you're half of it at the table

You should wanna pass it to Chance like it's hot potato

And that goes for any spitter

SK, RJ, Cap, MC Fixer

Big Toe, Saint Balenci, Tony Garcea

Hell any rapper can get it shit I won't stop to ID ya

Hey what an amazing idea? every label can get it

XTC LNE if you're able to able to spit it

The home team can spar pick up the pen drop bars

Beware this competition will leave you in fatal condition

See I don't do it for the cash I do it for the culture

They might say that I'm mad and that I lost my composure

But I do what I can and you do what you're suppose to

If you start shooting keep it G when that AR see ya I ain't talking bout Rosa

This your one and only warning

Honestly I don't think you're ready for this

Time to let the rappers rap fall flat

From the hook that's a jab at those carried by the chorus

You don't wanna see me in a bad mood

Y'all steady in the trash racoon

Never draw but ya loss right when

What I ink get under your skin no tattoo

This a new era we're embarking

Competition biting why? cause I'm bar king

We ain't talking platinum plaques it's skill gap

If you wanna talk stats we'll look at which foods charting

Just because you rap that doesn't mean that you should be a rapper

I'll put you in a casket dress dapper

Heard they talking all up on my balls

Getting withdrawal when they not on em deny it you a Lil Capper

Feeling froggy? then it's time to leap decide to beef

With Cee$ then your life will cease

I did a bump to y'all stuff but the lines were weak

So tell that bitch that I'm Wu Chang mind your P's

It's so ironic I'm whipping in a Gauntlet

Hellfire driven when I throw down the gauntlet

Anyone can get it if they feeling like they got it

Let the bodies hit the floor like a Damien mosh pit

Many months I lied in wait for this

The pen's all loaded on the page I got paperclips

I've stayed ready for a fit it wore my patience thin

I've heard better drops when I take a shit

It's so important pay attention if you can afford it

Give me stiff upper lip when it's rigor mortis

Feeling so corporate giving you the business suited for this

When I bear arms bigger than that boy named Boris