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Second to None (feat. 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 itRaw, 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 shitRough 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 rightStop, 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 noneCheck on the rep, second to none, yeah

This how we get this done

You can check on the rep, second to noneCheck on the rep, second to none, yeah

This how we get this done

You can check on the rep, second to noneYo, 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, yesYou 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, uhDon'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', yeahYou ain't nothin', but a whiny kid

That cries like a wimp 'cuz nobody rides with him

I ain't a thug, pimp, gangsta or grindin' done

But you can check on the rep, yep, second to noneCheck on the rep, second to none, yeah

This how we get this done

You can check on the rep, second to noneCheck on the rep, second to none, yeah

This how we get this done

You can check on the rep, second to noneThen 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 itI'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 acidMy 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 trumpetI'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 noneCheck on the rep, second to none, yeah

This how we get this done

You can check on the rep, second to noneCheck 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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