Best@it - Brother Ali,Freeway,Joell Ortiz

Freeway got a voice like an electric guitar I'mthe bass to it Walk to the speaker hold your face to it Freezer I'mabout to rip it straight from the rip Body every beat the scriptures to me that we close to the end Listen Kill 'emwith the spit and put my boys in position So none of my niggas got to pitch on the street It'sYoung Freezer the bar spitter the big beard From the city of brotherly hate where we bear eagles The desert kind and we pay them coppers no never mind Niggas still palm heaters My hood is bad they turn teen they grab ninas A couple aunts one mother no dad Streets was their father figure and they never had That'swhy they run up in your spot with a couple glocks Had hunger pains I couldn'tmake it to eat Got introduced to I***mstarted making Salat We in two different cities Minnnesota and Philly But I'mon the same page as Brother Ali Yeah Joell Ortiz get it I Ain'tmake believe like some of these costume f**kersSo YAOWAH I literally got you Brother Ain'ta hood too rough ain'ta block too gutter These rappers starting to look like them pork chops you smother Slide me a fork damn right I eat pork I'msick I dine on the swine flu with every thought Every track I rhyme to develops a heavy cough Till it'sfully blown and it turns into a smelly corpse I'meatin'I ain'tfat this just how my belly floss I'mon the road so much I'mbuild me a telly porch B**chesbe hawking I be turning my celly off They crazy like the a**on Miss Tracee Ellis Ross Come home early I might be in that bed of yours Girls like me I'msort of like a walking metaphor And this mic seems like it kinda just might be a gift and a curse They give me a**and curse me out when I don'tmake 'emwifey I'mon the set mic check like your favorite Nikes A Rhyme Sayer so it'sonly right that they invite me On the track with 'emI'moozing that rap rhythm Could rhyme forever whatever I'lllet Ali scrap with 'emSome of the greatest got respect for the way that I rock the set But you ain'tseen no Jacob sh*tdangling off my neck So of course dudes around the way are all suspect Why them Rhymesayers boys ain'tbreak you off with a check Wait a minute it'snot that I ain'tget it It'sjust that I'mconsiderate And sh*tabout they way I spend it You ain'tnever heard me say I'mpimping I referee the game I'min and so I play it Different I Need the deed to my home and the title to my car Make sure that my health and my life are all insured If I ain'tgot all four I consider myself poor Diamonds to the floor is something I can not afford You see these cats and most of them are lying Selling CDs and packs both of them are dying My man Free earned that sh*tit ain'ta costume And I ain't'boutto cop a fake joint to give props to 'emYou ain'tseen nothing crazy on my arm My kids got a stay at home mom Until my grand kids are straight I ain'tbuying jewelry And truly can'tthank my fans enough for what they do for me Industry suits wasn'tdigging my jams I tour like a madman build my brand Soundscan never meant nothing to the fans They ain'tin it for the trends they want to listen to the man I give 'emwhat I can and when I'min the jam I get to spittin'so ridiculous they pissing in their pants They listen every chance that they can get it their hands Until they wear the CD out and go and get that sh*tagain God damn it got me back on my rap sh*tGot that home run king batting average Achievements no 'roidstaken no astrict don'tneed it No styles bitten no a**kissed Believe it Record is flawless my respect is enormous My current peer group is a short list Only way I lose if I forfeit The only way you climb in these shoes is if I tire of the throne and climb off it Don't'hold your breath on it Only begun If you ain'tthe Rhymesayers I don'towe you a crumb Can'tno MC call me his son The lowest ever been uttered is kid brother but that'sonly been one I paved my own road to the sun My aura glow has become A beacon of hope the closer I come I'msorry there can only be one Champ around here I am not a peer I'mup here you down there Look down and the ground'snear Au contraire I hear you heart pound fear loud and clear Feet of sasquatch MC'sare mad soft Make their weak a**glass jaw meet the asphalt Better hope Ali don'tblast off He'lltwist your hand off Take you in the back and saw the cast off Can'tslow him up the more he get the more he want They steady telling me hip hop is in some sort of rut That'scause they watching the TV and they ignoring us It ain'tmy fault they fail to see that we done tore it up I'mfrom a broken mold y'allare from that carbon cut That sh*thas all been done before I'mhere to call your bluff I don'tcompare myself to dead rappers I'mhere to write the next chapter in braille and left handed Consider yourself reprimanded Fresh rap sh*tand y'allknow we the best at it

Guitar score
Best@it

Artist: Brother Ali,Freeway,Joell Ortiz

Type：
Chord

Capo: 0

Key: A

Difficulty：

Tempo: 94

Time Signature: 4/4

Hot: 99
Creation time: 2023-05-05

Best@it Guitar Tab, arranged and transcribed by Chordance, complete with staff notation and numbered musical notation. The song was composed by and performed by Brother Ali,Freeway,Joell Ortiz. This guitar tab is in the key of A and is a Beginner version, suitable for players at the Beginner level. A must-learn piece for guitar enthusiasts. Strum the guitar, open the piano, and experience the mood conveyed by Brother Ali,Freeway,Joell Ortiz at that time～

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Best@it - Brother Ali,Freeway,Joell Ortiz

Guitar score Best@it

Artist: Brother Ali,Freeway,Joell Ortiz Type： Chord Capo: 0 Key: A Difficulty： Tempo: 94 Time Signature: 4/4 Hot: 99 Creation time: 2023-05-05

Guitar score
Best@it

Artist: Brother Ali,Freeway,Joell Ortiz

Type：
Chord

Capo: 0

Key: A

Difficulty：

Tempo: 94

Time Signature: 4/4

Hot: 99
Creation time: 2023-05-05