The Rapture 319

[Hook]
Who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?
Who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?
Who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?
Who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?

[Verse 1]
Shots fired, triggers plyin', peelin' tired
Another town tryna expire tonight
30k over the clouds, high as I was
Dumb enough to pump into the beats, rife fire
Your leads, your sire decrees violence
Eliminate the hype, just came to orders through the wires
It's nothing, I'm a rider like Jay R at writing
So I'm barking like the muzzles off the AR [?] nosetruck
His gimmicks to mimic, talk it down level
Place a couple nigglets in his veer for the image
He can't imagine past the image, bro, they braindead with cancer
So [?] light head

[Hook]
Who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?
Who the baddest?
Who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?

[Verse 2]
With the pill flip, a mil, you a mess
Bro, she love you, she just using me for sex (Really?)
Snap my passport then I swoop off on a jet
Trill niggas hear that [?]
Russian KGBs is ill, Oneohtrix
What you get rich for, just to buy some kicks?
Snappin' pics in my constellation vest
I'm a city boy, they play me in the sticks
Stick to sellin' drugs, rappin' ain't ya lick