Lyrics The Best Around - Main Flow, Justin Werner

The Best Around

Wait a minute, man, don’t ya dig it, damn?
Now everybody got that funky little wicked jam
Like the sunshine shinin' all the time
I got the record spinnin' spittin' with the sickest rhymes
Way to check it out, like a real shine
We shakin' down the walls and bricks on real grind
Got the heavy beats gravin' Downtown
Up the street we guarantee we got the best around
In my younger years I listened to Rakim
I used to recite his rhymes and I wished I was him
Back in the day, growin' up, it was fun bein' me
I would vibe at the rest, all live smoking sess'
Then I was introduced to A Tribe Called Quest
First came flow, then came Main
I was on some big daddy shit like Kane
Wanna talk classic albums?
That can be debatable
Like LL, I couldn’t live without my radio
That Queens music, bumped in my garage
Lost Boyz, Mobb Deep and can’t forget Nas
But what about the?
I would take on a car ride
NWA, Beatnuts and The Pharcyde
The best that eva did it, like Biggie, Jay-Z
Now I’m cooler in Cali like 7A3
Wait a minute, man, don’t ya dig it, damn?
Now everybody got that funky little wicked jam
Like the sunshine shinin' all the time
I got the record spinnin' spittin' with the sickest rhymes
Way to check it out, like a real shine
We shakin' down the walls and bricks on real grind
Got the heavy beats gravin' Downtown
Up the street we guarantee we got the best around
By the time of Black Moon I was rhymin' to a T+
Focused on collecting more diamonds than D
Not hard to say why I would just stay high
And listen to that music for the soul like Dae-La
Pick up the Wu-Tang if you wanna talk classic
36 Chambers blastin' loud in my Walkman
Hi-Tek and Kweli figured as well
But I didn’t think nothin' I was bigger than ill (?)
E40 and?
was bigger to sell
From the whole hieroglyphic from my nigga?
Sickers than sick flows, quicker than quicks
Rockin' 20 gold chains, lookin' slicker than Ricks
You know the basics, we wore fat laces
The basics, tryna be some masters like Ace is
The?, nah, it ain’t about trash
Scout fast, seven plan listed like Outkast
Wait a minute, man, don’t ya dig it, damn?
Now everybody got that funky little wicked jam
Like the sunshine shinin' all the time
I got the record spinnin' spittin' with the sickest rhymes
Way to check it out, like a real shine
We shakin' down the walls and bricks on real grind
Got the heavy beats gravin' Downtown
Up the street we guarantee we got the best around
We came right boy, while you in diapers
The snipers, what can be realer than Cypress?
Storm before the fall, just me and my car friends
Ball pens all in most wanted like Comptons
The heat got Monterro the beat knocks
Would they reminisce ova you like Pete Rock?
Bizarre chase, fast as car race
Star pace, a bunch of ghetto boys like Scarface
Stack keep and no longer act cheap
A Mac peep, now tell me who’s the black sheep?
Smoke a doubie then like credits when the movie end
Groovy trend tryna find a brand like Nubian
Know the element, buyin' it and sellin' it
The hell with it, but don’t get arrested like development (?)
See the trap?
Now it’s just free crap
The kids don’t know about K-ress (?!) and G-Rap
Wait a minute, man, don’t ya dig it, damn?
Now everybody got that funky little wicked jam
Like the sunshine shinin' all the time
I got the record spinnin' spittin' with the sickest rhymes
Way to check it out, like a real shine
We shakin' down the walls and bricks on real grind
Got the heavy beats gravin' Downtown
Up the street we guarantee we got the best around