The Best (Intro) Lyrics

Aight bet, State of Mind II

Let me introduce myself

Time to put my skills to the test

This track is setting the tone for the tracks that's left

I'm here to give you best and never settle for less

Seems like me and that record button is just obsessed

This ain't no lullaby, but some niggas boutta put to rest

I'm kinda like Nike, but I'm putting these goofies in check

They like nigga just do it, you might lose it, you ain't choose this

But this is fate Im a still do this

My words making action movies, call that tom cruising

I know my mission never impossible, instrumentals, I stay abusing

Some of y'all careers need a casket just without the viewing

Teach you the fucking game, but your funeral was like Ghost

Ain't no loss that can take me down I'm like the undertaker, I just rose

My talent can pack a stadium, from every seat to every row

I rather take a hard jab before I snort the white powder with my nose

I stopped facing my problem, with a blunt

Im in the rap jungle looking for the best to hunt

I been in a marathon more reason I'ma give these niggas a run

Some niggas do this for fun, but nah we going to war, cause I'm the chosen one

They said it's competition in my city, I see none

Rookies playing checkers, Pros playing chess

I'm in my own league, I need my own set

I could go toe to toe with these old heads, watch them put on the jets

Thats why i'm a Giant, blue, red and white New York's finest

Im lying, but that's my favorite team

Niggas been losing, but I'm still behind em

Im like a bing bang theory, it's no proof of how I am made, it's just science

My words deeper than a knife cutting through your flesh

They said my family name has no legacy with no symbolic crest

Like unlock the chain, lemme introduce you to this cold gate

You illiterate nigga, this is my world play and not toothpaste

I'm boutta rock the whole nation like I'm fucking paper plane

Got the choir saying I'm the best, instead of Jesus, now that's insane

All respect to my lord and savior, without you, I got no name

But it's time I put these lames in their lane

Coming with stupidity in the game tryna change

Niggas mumbling whole bunch of nothing, and gaining fame

I ain't no hater, but that's just discredit the skillful artist

And my composure suppose to be tamed

Nah I'm striking lightning, and nigga hear my thunder rain

I wrote about depression, and how love brought me pain

Telling you about my thoughts, that run through my brain

I went out like squid-ward, now I'm spongebob I can be the crane

Nigga I just introduce myself in the game