The ? Remainz

[Chorus] The question remains: which MCs will reign? Which ones will gain? How many suckers will feel pain? Ask yourself the same question What is it? [Verse 1] Phrases I spit like slugs after I sip from my mug Life is bugged, the bassline groove is my drug Now that you feel me, yo, here's some advice All you foul niggas gonna pay the fuckin' price So take that phony hardcore look off your grill 'Cause I be stompin' you still with the intent to kill This is a battle rhyme, in case you haven't noticed You get replaced, you get demoted I give chumps cranium lumps just like Louisville I stand tall just like the Catskill Mountains Preyin' like a cougar ready to pounce and Denouncin' all the unrealistic fake gangsters Fake mystics, so let me make this specific You know we're nearest the original gifted Rhymes get twisted, brain cells dissolve As the world revolves, wack crews lick my balls They can't deal with the realism When they go for the mic, they better bring their steel with them They gonna need crazy help When I get down for mine, murderin' suckers for delf [Chorus] Ask yourself the same question What is it? The question remains: which MCs will reign? Which ones will gain? How many suckers will feel pain? Ask yourself the same question What is it? [Verse 2] So um, there's no need to worry My sight is never blurry, I hit you with the flurry Of rhymes and laws combined with raw style and grace You're just a pile of waste if you can't place in this rap race I've been here, I'm stayin', what, think I'm playin? I've been down, I came up the hard way, I'm sayin' Bless my pops, he's divine But what he owns is his and what's mine is mine So God bless the child in the streets that's wild I can easily pull a perpin' MC's file You can study for years and be the world's top scholar Out here, life's a gamble, people scramble for dollars With the textbook sense, you can still be dense Rather master the game than dwell in sorrow or shame I'm a survivor, so I'ma always remain The little nigga with the voice to leave a stain on your brain [Chorus] Ask yourself the same question The question remains: which MCs will reign? Which ones will gain? How many suckers will feel pain? Ask yourself the same question What is it? The question remains: which MCs will reign? Which ones will gain? How many suckers will feel pain? Ask yourself the same question What is it? [Verse 3] My microphone is callin' So I'm one-two-checkin' and yes-yes-y'all-in' Fallen heroes are zeroes, I ain't down with the weirdos I'm true to the game, fuck fame, peep my concerto And yea, though I walk through the valley, from Brooklyn to Cali Huh, I leave the real niggas rallied 'Cause I ain't fakin' no jax, MCs are taken aback 'Cause the songs they be makin' are crazy wack So I subtract them, I'm one ill black man I pack, man, liable to cap when I'm rappin' So all that's left is the bloodstains But still the question remains [Chorus] Ask yourself the same question What is it? The question remains: which MCs will reign? Which ones will gain? How many suckers will feel pain? Ask yourself the same question What is it? The question remains: which MCs will reign? Which ones will gain? How many suckers will feel pain? Ask yourself the same question