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