Outstanding (The Flyest)

[Intro]

Dynamic, articulate, perceptive, courageous, outspoken

Just a few of the adjectives that so in adequately describe

Few singular personalities have emerged

On the national and international scene

But so excite and stimulate interest

There are twenty-two million Afro-Americans in the USA

Controversial? Without a doubt

Indeed, this great human continues to live and grow

Be our privilege to a game, here's the voices

[Verse 1]

Ahem, Mr. D. Carter, from out the deep water

Thank the Lord for my voice, the beat, and the recorder

Now pick an alphabet and you're Z'in'

While I'm up tryin' to be the best MC'in

Now let me in, I got my key in

And with them alphabets, I never used p-e-n

But I gotta lotta paper

But a lot ain't enough, so I got an occupation

Gotta bring the bacon straight to the kitchen table

Homie if your girl pregnant, you should kiss her naval

Cause you probably won't live to see the motherfuckin' cradle

Your past left a scar and the future's lookin' fatal

You can't be sorry, you gotta be a savior

Gotta be the breadwinner, so go rob the bread maker

When they put your homey to sleep, it's gotta be a wake up

You move in the hood, then you gotta meet the neighbors, damn

[Verse 2]

Hey, I holler, "Bitch get off me, bitch get off me"

I'm the little ass nigga known as big homie

The killers is ballin', the niggas is targets

The snitches is talkin', but this is New Orleans

I love what I got, I'm just live in the moment

I ain't dyin' just yet, I'll take a shit in the coffin

I already know how to piss in the toilet

I'm tryin to get the pot to piss in in the mornin'

I never fall back, I'd rather go forward

And when I come through, you betta duck like Howard

Because I got power, just like a forward

I come through the lane and straight dunk like Stoude-

Mire, Amare reminds me of I, uh

He's a Phoenix Sun and I am fire

Dis-re-spect and I spit fire

To your neck and back like you are Khia

[Verse 3]

Yeah, hey

Now would you light that blunt? Promethazine please?

Now bitch look at me like a set of TVs

I'm just tryin' to live out my destiny, please

Let me do me, I got the recipe, feed

I'm all about my bread like a sesame seed

Big dog talkin', check the pedigree, flees (Hahaha)

And I ball like every team

And I got, every girl havin' sex with me dreamin'

My heart is in the dirty but the rest of me's clean

I jump for Hollygrove like a trampoline fiend

And I rock ya bells like a tambourine, bing

Jewelry shinin' like blush, Maybelline bling

Red Giants jersey if you know what I mean

Give me Plaxico Burress, number 17

Yeah, one circle, three fingers is the theme

And Young Money, motherfucker, is the team