Second to None (Featuring Mike Shinoda)

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, startin' the war to end it Raw, rippin' like I'm workin' a chainsaw New York to Cali, New Jersey to Crenshaw Speak the gift while you bleed the fit My team is sick, we eat, sleep and breathe this shit Rough and rugged, kill 'em soft We don't leave one standin' when we breakin' 'em off Takin' a loss? Not a chance in your life If being fresh is wrong, I don't wanna be right Stop, drop and roll, we got soul Safety popped off when we lock and load So this how we get this done You can check on the rep, yep, second to none Check on the rep, second to none, yeah This how we get this done You can check on the rep, second to none Check on the rep, second to none, yeah This how we get this done You can check on the rep, second to none Yo, check the rep, yep, enough respect If not for the jewels, I drop the chunky neck I'm funky fresh equipped with a rusty tick Am I the best? Well, I gotta put it bluntly, yes You can't touch me, the flows'll get ya Squeeze breath outta 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 You'll be sippin' fried chicken through a crazy straw Liquid diet, bitch, we official pirates I ghost ride the ghost ship, drinkin' and drivin', yeah You ain't nothin', but a whiny kid That cries like a wimp 'cause nobody rides with him I ain't a thug, pimp, gangsta or grindin' done But you can check on the rep, yep, second to none Check on the rep, second to none, yeah This how we get this done You can check on the rep, second to none Check on the rep, second to none, yeah This how we get this done You can check on the rep, second to none Then all the bears wanna 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'ma tell the whole god dang globe to suck it I'm bad, now you feelin' something surround you My chemical mix, they got you pumpin' the Valium The audience closed in and they had a reaction Similar to explosions off of battery acid My rhymes a razor, to slash your neck with So findin' my trip past your neck or exit Into the dungeon, what you bringin' a bucket? No one's hearin' your screams, so start playin' the trumpet I'm outta your reach now, so give me some rock a few Hookin' a beat down and do the impossible A couple of months later, the record was done So you can check on the rep, yep, second to none Check on the rep, second to none, yeah This how we get this done You can check on the rep, second to none Check on the rep, second to none, yeah This how we get this done You can check on the rep, second to none

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