Get No Better - Clear Soul Forces

Chickity check, it brought the soul back to the home team

Motown, why can’t you see my team is supreme, Diana

Welcome to the solar system of the Forces

You running in a circle we just chewing on your orbit

Forfeit fork it over, a Heimlich maneuver

Me and my niggas will make the cut like you Ryu Hayabusa

Future brighter, do whatever you could imagine

Imagine the forces with you, running the web like arachnids

Tarantulas eight-legged gargantuous animals

Causing maximum damage with my tongue and an animal

While we be focused on a salary, lettuce to bring the croutons

I’m trying to have a dollar bill salad right on Obama’s lawn

Let you be the pawn with my niggas playing hooky

While my paper double triple like Lebron as a rookie

I’m feeling better than, better than, better than the veterans

I use the booth as my pulpit, I’m a reverend (Chuuch!)

On the road where you could find us

Not gassed up, the shit is 4 bucks, so we avoid pumps

We serving rappers like they ordered it

Till we post on blogs, post up and loitering

The story ends where ours begins, now flip the page

In the park shooting jumpers while others was flipping yay

No Cartiers, couple of J’s and reading comics

Could have labeled me a nerd, but slaying bitches in the closet

Awesome, left the city early they forget him, nah

I come from 2 worlds but the city know I got 'em

Went from smelling crack smoke at that busted house at our neighbors

To rarely seeing black folk, the only nigga turning in papers

Cause it’s a, a new era, no American apparel

No lucifer in my levels, eradicating these devils

From out of my air space, take a hit (See space)

Take a listen, did I mention we the new freebase?

(Get laced)

Spin around, (Listen nigga) look straight

This is lyrical hypnosis, toting this 45

It’s sagging cause of the holster, world’s weight up on my shoulders

Nuts about as big as boulders

They dropping like roller coasters

You bagging up at they Kroger, trying to meet a fucking quota

Give it up, my nigga, it’s over

Get it knocking like Jehovah

Who colder my shit is cryogenic, I’m authentic clinic

Who with me?

Come get it with me and make sure all these niggas is finished

Yes sir, lets get into it, it’s only right I get it in

Your gal mind opened up like she took the pill from Limitless

Taught to reach for the stars when we was little kids

Now, it’s smoke clouds, 'cause the sky is what the limit is

Now let it (Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump)

In the (Trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk)

Show the world we riders and won’t take it

Just light it up (say what) man fuck a hater

It don’t get no better, no better

It don’t get no better, no better

It don’t get no better, no better

It don’t get no better, no better

Than this

Heavy mentally, the mic I am dismembering

I spit it for my niggas, we kill it with verbal symmetry

You’ll just be a memory, with the pen I’m a blessing

Trying to steal my secret cookbook, call that shit Inception

My conception was immaculate so this is wrapped in Reynolds

Know you mad cause they listen and you can’t afford a rental

Face is sour as a

And bread the only thing that’s on the menu

The blind lead the blind, open up your windows

Take a breath of fresh air that we can give you

In this game we just some niggas trying to blow, we on Nintendo

Parental advisory, advising me is simple

Just get me a 100 miles away from an instrumental

My influential flows get a mama out her pantyhose

Grandiose spit it 'til cameo is a cameo

I hope you fight well, ain’t going nowhere

I’m Shawn Michaels, turn it up and sweet chin music your head

Go head, we got this rap shit down to a mad science

The biochemist, everything I write hard, hieroglyphics

Welcome to the round table where we plot on all our challengers

King Arthur of the art which is written with Excalibur

Jet lag mixed with hiatus

Gamma Fly Beta, was born with an ultimatum:

Write and become the greatest or become a statistic

Listed with averages and tables, proving the illustration

The picture they paint us we animals, lock us in cages

No zoos just a concrete jungle, we fucking made it

For my team I’ll be a martyr

This shit is hard body nigga, Tony Stark armor

Now let it (Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump)

In the (Trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk)

Show the world we riders and won’t take it

Just light it up (say what) man fuck a hater

It don’t get no better, no better

It don’t get no better, no better

It don’t get no better, no better

It don’t get no better, no better

Than this