[Verse 1: Rhymefest]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, look, look
You got Chicago, New York, and UK, wow
The best rappers in the world is in the room right now
Remy, spark the revolution, girl, bring that drama
Till our president look like Barack Obama
[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
Tell me why y'all really actin' like Remy Ma ain't dead nice
Like I can't come up off of the top like headlice
And still make songs for radio and the nightclub
Plus, ya heard what I did to that boy from Fight Club
The queen of N.Y., yeah, I run my residence
No more [?], I impeach the president
99% of thеse guys, I'm better than, [?] still
Got thеse chicks [?] unassigned and veteran
[Verse 3: Saigon]
Uh, cheah
I cough up sick flow like I got a cold
Just Blaze know he stumbled on a pot of gold
I get the crowd hyperactive like it's rock and roll
I back down from bastard, I lock and load
And I can kill this here man with my bare hands
I can slit his throat with a broke beer can
I could get this kid smoked for a mere grand
If they find out I did it, I'm like, "Yeah, and?"
[Verse 4: Sway]
Yeah, check it
They call me Sway, but I don't roll with a TEC
But I will if you go against my code of respect
If I don't hustle, then my heart will stop, back in Britain
Rappers press up half the stock I move, and they ain't movin' half the stock
And they can't fit in my shoes, so put a sock in it
Better yet, a stocking, 'fore I sock it to you, you're a laughing stock
[?] pass the buck, I'm about to blow so fast
Before I started, we've already [?] the aftershock
[Verse 5: Rhymefest]
You got beef, it ain't nothing to talk about
You better go down south and try to walk it out
The sickest flow known to mankind
So so hot, it made white folks leave with a tanline
Black folks left with a new mind
I did one show in every hood and stopped Black-on-Black crime
Rhymefest, Remy Mar, Sai' and Sway
This the BET Awards, homie, take it away
Come on, huh
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