[Reef the Lost Cauze] Uh-oh, uhh~! We're baaaaaack Snowgoons, Lost Cauze I fuckin hate, RAP! Get 'em
[Chorus] I am the best, come on say it with me Fuck rappers, Reef is my favorite emcee I am the best, come on say it with me Fuck rappers, Reef is my favorite emcee I am the best, come on say it with me Fuck rappers, Reef is my favorite emcee I am the best, come on say it with me Fuck rappers, fuck rappers
[Reef the Lost Cauze] Yo this beat is snappin, the streets is crackin This beat is madness, release the Kraken Oh yes we back and you are gonna feel this shit It's the Snowgoons and I'm fuckin Frostilicus An animal that wandered in, straight from the wilderness And I ain't talkin YouYube when I say I got a million clips For the past seven years, me and my peers, tell me homey who rappin better? Who kill every track? Who brought Philly back? Nigga check that trackin record Yeah you heard right, I said my words right Live from Germany and I am like, the Third Reich That was his third strike, game off the plate And my wolves have you screaming "Please get 'em off my face" Uhh too late, now you food for the dogs, woof woof little nigga I'll bring the pain, open up your brain Straight up move move you little nigga When I rock my stock go, shoot straight through the roof little nigga And what I say next ain't nothin but the honest truth little nigga
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[Reef the Lost Cauze] Y'all know I birthed you, I changed and burped you I'm your fuckin daddy I got you your pair of first shoes I dipped them in gold, I'm vicious and cold I get to spittin fast and shit like I listen to Bone These niggaz wanna jam with the best but they soft as butter B, fuck with me, son I be tterly dumpin these wannabes underneath Sunny Creek Kids dressin like Young MC Funny these breeze melody I'm one of these O.G.'s bumpin Sunny D, runnin streets with a ton of weed and a gat I demean Got the Mac with me like +Always Sunny+ see Bitch nigga chill, this nigga ill When you rhyme I'm like this nigga still tryin I'm dyin, I'd like it if this nigga got killed For the hell of it, I blaze that kush for smell of it We got that la-la blaze that la-la like that poor Carmelo bitch Ughhhh~! You write poems (yeah) and make mellow hits I'm on a felons list, for the best in this, may you rest in shit You wretched prick, I'll get arrested if the way I'm blessin shit has set a precedent You know the rest of it