Last Ones

Yeah, what's happening? What's happening? What's up? What's happening? What's up? All my rap friends went crazy, I'm the last one left These haters praying they can celebrate the last one's death None of them niggas in my class that couldn't pass one test But that's what happens when you're rapping on the have some death I never chat shit, just flow bash shit This major league, major keys like Khaled (It's accurate) Recognize a dime when you pass it With this weapon, I's rhyming, I'm an assassin From nominated to the casket, you bastard Stare in the abyss and the Leviathan (Oh yeah) Now say a prayer for the dying man Looking for that pleasure but you find a sin Can't be scared to take a loss if you're trying to win Recognize greatness, tenacious, gracious Mind can design the new Matrix I can make Doctor Strange brain look basic MCs on this dinner menu and I ain't ate shit Who's the entrée? I'm a giant like Andre You just the appetizer, weak rapper in harm's way These elite rhymes, friends in the peace sign Fearing that the air fled the joint, hope the beast die Icy ass road, no brakes, let the Jeep slide Playing hide and seek with my sleep, where did he hide? Popular, hood philosopher since knee high Ironic, I really ran with the wolves at G High You ain't hearing me, higher power preparing me To have a higher power and rap with transparency I'm clear to you, I'm here with you Higher than the cloud, I should put it in the air All my rap friends went crazy, I'm the last one left All my street homies crazy, I'm the last one right Last one left, right, last one left, right All my rap friends went crazy, I'm the last one left All my street homies crazy, I'm the last one right Last one left, right, last one left, right, last... Painter like I'm JJ, for real, I'm not for play-play If I work then I get paid, they whip them slaves like the Nae Nae I'm smashing them if you asking them what's happening and they say I'm original, you a rerun, Dwayne, hey, hey, hey Do the Raj, got my squad information like what they say Y'all seen my brother? You gotta be more specific when you say, bae I spark like a melee, feelings, I don't play cake Give a fuck what Michael Jackson or Paul McCartney say, say, say Fuck the KKK, disrespect the family, me and you got a play date I'll send you to hell and Satan'll be your playmate, okay, okay Like little Scrappy, don't pay attention to what they say Sound like some old catch me on payday Type niggas who like to get missing Nah, B, what you walking? You ain't the homie, now you don't know me Hip-hop on my shoulders like the demons or the cherubim Stick you use for measuring, way too sick for medicine All my rap friends went crazy, I'm the last one left All my street homies crazy, I'm the last one right Last one left, right, last one left, right All my rap friends went crazy, I'm the last one left All my street homies crazy, I'm the last one right Last one left, right, last one left, right All my street homies crazy, I'm the last one right Hating cocksuckers hope I see the flash one night 'Bout peace but I'ma grab my mask tonight Man standing, I'ma be the last one right I rhyme wicked, I sit still, my mind pivot Analyze the times and all of the signs with it Pump fake the snakes and the rats and the swine with them Smoke, watch the stars and go on a line with them, Ghost! Oh, that my words were written Oh, that they were inscribed in a book Oh, that with an iron pen and lead They were engraved in a rock forever Whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just Whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable If there is any excellence, if there is anything Worth of praise, think about these things