It's the real authentic Leave y'all dented Forget what ya heard If I said it I meant it Did it for real, while y'all pretended Back for more, I'm startin' the war to end it Raw, rip it like I'm workin' a chainsaw New York to Cali, New Jersey to Crenshaw Speak the gift, while you plead the fifth, my team is sick We eat, sleep, and breathe this *****t Rough and rugged, kill 'em soft We don't leave one standin' when we're breakin 'em off Takin' a loss? Not a chance on your life If being fresh is wrong I don't want to be right Stop drop and roll, we got soul Safety popped off when we lock and load so... This is how we get this done You can check on the rep, yep second to none.
Chorus
Check on the rep, second to none, yeah This is how we get this done You can check on the rep, second to none Check on the rep, second to none, yeah This is how we get this done You can check on the rep, second to none
Verse 2 (Ryu) Yo, check the rep, yep 'nuff respect If not for the jewels I drop, the chunky neck I'm funky fresh equipped with a rusty Tek Am I the best, well I gotta put it bluntly: Yes. You can't touch me, the flows'll get ya Squeeze breath out of your chest, like boa constrictors I'm a killer and I usually know my victims So I catch a lot of bodies on the homie system, uh Don't get it twisted, I'll break your jaw And you'll be sippin' fried chicken through a crazy straw Liquid diet *****, we official pirates I ghost ride the ghost *****p, drinkin' and drivin', yeah. You ain't nothin' but a whiny kid Who cries like wimp, cause nobody rides with him I ain't a thug, pimp, gangster, or grimy dun But you can check on the rep, yep second to none.
Chorus
Verse 3 (Tak)
HYeah, yeah, yeah They know the biz when I step in the gate You can find me at the gym bench pressin' the weight Gettin' diesel on that ass and I'm so disgustin' I'mma tell the whole goddang globe to suck it I'm bad, now you feelin' somethin' surround you My chemical mix, it got you pumpin' the valium The audience closed it, and they had a reaction Similar to explosions off of battery acid My rhymes a razor, to slash your neck with So find on my trail pass Winnekta Exit Into the dungeon, what you're bringin' a bucket No one's hearing your screams, now start playin' the trumpet I'm out of your reach now So give me some rocket fuel Hooked up with Beatdown and did the impossible A couple of months later, the record is done And you can check on the rep, second to none.
Chorus
Outro
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Second To None
Verse 1 (Mike)
It's the real authentic Leave y'all dented Forget what ya heard If I said it I meant it Did it for real, while y'all pretended Back for more, I'm startin' the war to end it Raw, rip it like I'm workin' a chainsaw New York to Cali, New Jersey to Crenshaw Speak the gift, while you plead the fifth, my team is sick We eat, sleep, and breathe this *****t Rough and rugged, kill 'em soft We don't leave one standin' when we're breakin 'em off Takin' a loss? Not a chance on your life If being fresh is wrong I don't want to be right Stop drop and roll, we got soul Safety popped off when we lock and load so... This is how we get this done You can check on the rep, yep second to none.
Chorus
Check on the rep, second to none, yeah This is how we get this done You can check on the rep, second to none Check on the rep, second to none, yeah This is how we get this done You can check on the rep, second to none
Verse 2 (Ryu) Yo, check the rep, yep 'nuff respect If not for the jewels I drop, the chunky neck I'm funky fresh equipped with a rusty Tek Am I the best, well I gotta put it bluntly: Yes. You can't touch me, the flows'll get ya Squeeze breath out of your chest, like boa constrictors I'm a killer and I usually know my victims So I catch a lot of bodies on the homie system, uh Don't get it twisted, I'll break your jaw And you'll be sippin' fried chicken through a crazy straw Liquid diet *****, we official pirates I ghost ride the ghost *****p, drinkin' and drivin', yeah. You ain't nothin' but a whiny kid Who cries like wimp, cause nobody rides with him I ain't a thug, pimp, gangster, or grimy dun But you can check on the rep, yep second to none.
Chorus
Verse 3 (Tak)
HYeah, yeah, yeah They know the biz when I step in the gate You can find me at the gym bench pressin' the weight Gettin' diesel on that ass and I'm so disgustin' I'mma tell the whole goddang globe to suck it I'm bad, now you feelin' somethin' surround you My chemical mix, it got you pumpin' the valium The audience closed it, and they had a reaction Similar to explosions off of battery acid My rhymes a razor, to slash your neck with So find on my trail pass Winnekta Exit Into the dungeon, what you're bringin' a bucket No one's hearing your screams, now start playin' the trumpet I'm out of your reach now So give me some rocket fuel Hooked up with Beatdown and did the impossible A couple of months later, the record is done And you can check on the rep, second to none.
