The One

[Verse 1: Prodigy]

These niggas know the deal, it's easy to get killed

Wet that pussy up, see now you got the chills

Your bright idea shooting at me, the fuck yeah

Bright idea, 'til I blew out his light bulb

I'm more than a hip hop legend, I'm iconic

My sixteen is strong as fuck, I'm bionic

Apparently...you a parody of real nigga shit

Pop your forehead like a zit

I don't fuck with no snitches so I need to know who telling

And I need to know who they told on so I can fact check it

The alpha and omega, Mobb nigga I'm a fixture

Black culture, bougie niggas get they bitch took

Like bad bitches get they body shook

From Jamaica Ave. to the boulevard in Hollywood

From the projects, Nam and Oslo

Rocketman Elton John, call me P-iano

[Hook: Prodigy]

Yeah now I'm on my shit, got me on my shit

I'll hit a nigga with the clipper

And fade a nigga real quick, see

Keep me on my shit, wiling on that shit

I will ruin your life, I promise you that shit

[Verse 2: Action Bronson]

Swedish features through the window of a Lincoln on the Bell swerving

I felt certain I was born to be the best Earthling

Felt worthless, so many Xs and circles

On my mother neck I know I serve a purpose

Smoke the same shit that turns a normal turtle to a ninja turtle

Neo-ninja doing ? on Myrtle

The motherfucker making a drug look like Urkel

Foreign shooters like Türkoğlu

740 with the curtain and set to 1020 degrees

Eyes closed switching speeds, hitting the weave

I shapeshift to a disease, attack your lung and cripple your knees

R&b chicks are twisted with ease, blitzkrieg

You still posing for your little-league pictures

I'm drinking beer straight out the pitcher

I'll put your moms in an armbar at the bar-mitzvah

Irish linen on the king

I'm guaranteed I'm gonna win another ring

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Prodigy]

I supercede that crap, now bitches want this hard shit

Niggas want this crack, them songs you got that's garbage

Paralyze your ears, stop talking, this P rapping

Been doing this for years, know money I keep racking, up

Come with it nigga, get beat the fuck, up

Next to me you're chuck meat

Yeah, we just committed suicide

With this swammi I get busy B; do or die

Big bar champion, the Henny and the rap flow

The great black shark, you just a little mackeral

My bitch appetite for power surpass yours

Now imagine my thoughts while I'm alone and you paused

That's 600 horses stomping on your neck strap

That's me, g-leaning with the pistol on my lap

Got a 3:00 your death, I could pencil you in

Ya'll niggas is chow, my gun fit to dig in

[Hook]