Yo it's Antwon and Dust You can ask them who's the best and I'll bet you they tell you us Yo it's Antwon and Dust You can ask them who's the best and I'll bet you they tell you us Yup, I just bet you they tell you us Ask them who's the best, bet they say Antwon and Dust Up into space, how lifted the spliffy have me I ain't fuckin with snakes, like Rikki the tikki-tavi I'm up in the place, it's litty, I spit exactly You get duffed in the face Your shit is just hit me happy Talk that blicky-blatty You rappers is bitchy bratty A little too big for your britches and whippy snappy I'm strictly savvy, I'm twisted, I licked a fatty That bomb smoke, concepts of dope are restricted badly You spit it rickety raggedy on the mic Yo I'll run your shit, lickety-split, I'm quick to fight I grip the pen and write it, if it's a ten, I recite it Kicking it sickening and I'm spittin' that gingivitis I been the nicest local rapper for a decade I leave a mess made, I'm the cleanest with genius essays I'm an extremist, you couldn't beat me on your best day Rhymes that are meanest, it's in the genus Check any threats made Yo it's Antwon and Dust You can ask them who's the best and I'll bet you they tell you us Yo it's Antwon and Dust You can ask them who's the best and I'll bet you they tell you us Yup, I just bet you they tell you us Ask them who's the best, bet they say Antwon and Dust Yup, I just bet you they tell you us Ask them who's the best, bet they say Antwon and Dust We setting an example For broke white rappers like us, watch how you handle Yourself in this shit, because you could wind up looking like a fool And if you want to say fuck this, then fuck you too But listen, I be knowing cats personally And every bar they spit man, it's sounding so absurd to me Talking about money, cars, smoke, and whores Can't even afford your fucking child support And get off them industry beats Hook up with a real producer to provide some original heat Shout out to Nynes, Bozworth, Rymon Maxx Kappassity, Trixx, and I know I am Forgetting many names, but I got love for you too But just be true to yourself when you do what you do Following trends, chasing fame and to what end You wind up bitter and broke, have you learned nothing Forge ahead a new path for yourself And work to understand a deeper meaning of wealth Work to understand a deeper meaning of wealth

Rubber baby buggy bumpers, bumpin' the track Sally sells her seashells by the seashore, she don't slack A little bit of the better butter into the bitter butter Peter Piper done picked a peck of the pickled peppers Red leather, yellow leather Whether the weather is fine or not You know the rhymes is hot clever A little bit of the better butter into the bitter butter Makin the bitter butter better, a peck of pickled peppers Tip of the tongue, teeth and the lips The kick of the drum, spit up a lung Freak when it hits You twiddle your thumbs, diddily dum Tweakin' your wrists Riddle me this, riddle me that Pleadin' the fifth I'm eatin' a Ritz Bet the bougie cracker sue me after Smack a goofy wack rapper, you's a movie actor I heard the groupie chatter, that don't even truly matter Jewelry snatcher, I'm foolish, I roll a oolie fatter I'm truly flattered and fascinated, infatuated Soaked into the fabric fibers and saturated Caffeinated, I'm makin it pop, percolate Bop bop, hurt your face, stop drop, murk the place Shut it down, open up shop, make it worth the wait Work the bass, let it blast you off earth to space Word to Mase and to Fabolous and to Jadakiss I know the haters hated this, they afraid of this Rubber baby buggy bumpers, bumpin' the track Sally sells her seashells by the seashore, she don't slack A little bit of the better butter into the bitter butter Peter Piper done picked a peck of the pickled peppers Red leather, yellow leather Whether the weather is fine or not You know the rhymes is hot clever A little bit of the better butter into the bitter butter Makin the bitter butter better, a peck of pickled peppers Green gobs of them greasy and grimy gopher guts Mutilated monkey meat, little dirty birdie feet They be like, "Blam em Dust" Oh, I see you heard of me Shout out all my haters, nah, that ain't gonna work for me I don't owe no favors, I'ma make you work for me Or burglary, I keep it sturdy for emergencies I'm virtually indestructible, word to Hercules I've certainly been impervious inadvertently Verbally vicious, and ambitious with circuitry Star scenery, Mars, Venus, and Mercury Moving more units and makin' the muscle flex I'm double checkin' the stats, whoever's toughest next You rubber neckin' them racks, I'd rather bust some sets I'm tougher wreckin' the tracks Let it crack, adjust your neck Give it up for the greatest to ever grace the game We makin' gains, you would break You can't take the pain Makin' it pop, percolate Makin' it pop, percolate Flex Rubber baby buggy bumpers, bumpin' the track Sally sells her seashells by the seashore, she don't slack A little bit of the better butter into the bitter butter Peter Piper done picked a peck of the pickled peppers Red leather, yellow leather Whether the weather is fine or not You know the rhymes is hot clever A little bit of the better butter into the bitter butter Makin the bitter butter better, a peck of pickled peppers

Big up Benn Rymon The Great Peso, G-Hanzo Wild Woodz, Scratch Master Jazzy G Trixx the dizzy Donny Home Team, yes we jammin' on the one Coming on down to the place to get the thing done Jammin' one but we jammin' with the force Original boom bap hip hop, yes of course We keep it on course, avoid the naysayers Never had time to pay mind to the haters If they got beef then put in a verse But don't be mad that we got here first Cut yourself a slice of humble pie for desert And show respect for people putting in work The Burgh is too small to be acting like a jerk And if you want some charity then go to a church Antwon Levee brings the beats that you rock to Don't be afraid to move, you know you want to Impromptu jam session has begun Jammin' on the what? Jammin' on the one Do that thing DMiinus, you know Pheolix Nynes is BCool and Flubz Tone Malone, who the fuck gave him clearance Lone Writer, Mello and Silence Pleasure Pete Jammin' on the one is what we like to do Bringing bass to your face, getting funk like an old shoe I thought you knew, just a dab will do you Put this record on and the people say ooh yeah Jammin' on the one is what we like to say The track is refreshing like a tall glass of OJ Let your head nod, loosen up a bit Turn the volume because you know it's a hit Now you're jammin', got the party bumping Ain't nothing wrong if you want to shake something Wild out in your own special way Do the outside dance like it's your birthday Old school is just the way that I rock I still keep a food stamp tucked in my sock But old school is just the way that it's done When you're jammin' on the what? Jammin' on the one Shout to SoulAR Samheinous and Epick DJ SNAFU, the dark lord Al Ford The boy Friday Goodish Life on Saturn Doc Sweat on the bass

Hip hop, I make beats Man I tickle the keys No samples to clear, cuz this shit's all me I don't spit much, I let the music speak like Know what I mean? Hip hop, I make beats Man I tickle the keys No samples to clear, cuz this shit's all me I don't spit it much, I let the music speak like Know what I mean? I let the music speak like I let the music speak

Ignite the smoke I'm the nicest, I write it dope Recite the quotes Get it hype until the mic is broke Mix the piff and the liquor, the different isotopes Critical mass invisible to the microscope I like to gloat Yes indeed, I got the right to boast So here's a toast to all the idiots I'm 'bout to roast Coast to coast, I'm the emcee with the most Yo the flows is so ferociously dope, overdose I'm supposed to host the function I'm my own damn guest of honor Explosive blows, throwin 'those Don't test The Bomber I'm Jeffrey Dahmer I'm eatin' the feast is bonkers Teefers and chompers, reapin' the flesh Ingest the meat, ain't no keepin it fresh/ Lay you to rest in the street/ Yo I'm cleavin ya chest/ leave you in pieces in peace you rest/ Make em say my name a bunch like rumpelstiltskin/ Screamin fuck the cops when I'm drunk then I punch civilians/ Kick it despicable , spittin the shit ridiculous / Skidadle tattle tale , you just jibber jabberin jibberish/ Stunning and brilliant, I'm one in a million, Aw shucks You awestruck I desire to wires jaws shut Fire it all up, we bottom out the higher ups We got 'em good , robbin hoods with the fryer tucked/ Make 'em perspire , crank the heater way up higher I'ma heavy hitter dude you punani Sweet as papaya/ Im frequently flyer on the beat I speak inspired/ And keep the desire lit ,you ain't shit but a sneaky liar