Song | Sharpshooter (Best of the Best) |
Artist | Rascalz |
Artist | YoungStar |
Album | Global Warning |
作曲 : Bahamonde, Hart, Jacobs ... | |
Without a doubt | |
I am the best there is | |
The best there was | |
And the best there ever will be | |
You know it [Red One] | |
Yo, we walk the path, ring the bell, best of the best | |
And we ready to blast, quick, fast, handed the task | |
Can finish 'em off, at any cost | |
No rules, just according to laws | |
Yo, came to win, ain't looking for friends | |
Just to do what we gotta to be champions | |
Like stompin' again and again, to defeat | |
Cause to know victory you gotta know defeat | |
It's survival of the fittest and we playin' for keeps | |
Deep in beef, the word on the streets is war | |
And it's my duty to keep it raw and lay the law | |
And if they act up, throw 'em in the figure four | |
Yo, we met with | |
Hart, they tried to play the part | |
Of the big dogs who don't bark, hear the roar | |
Red One split 'em up, hit 'em up and make sure | |
That they don't come around here no more [Bret Hart] | |
Without a doubt | |
I am the best there is | |
The best there was | |
And the best there ever will be | |
You know it [Misfit] | |
Yeah, you heard the shit | |
We hit hard and move intelligent | |
In the squared circle, like my shadow when it's time to scream at y'all | |
On that ass, | |
I'm too fast | |
You're only save outside the ropes | |
You lost hope, tellin' me you can't cope | |
Ain't got the skills, so sound the bell, the bout is finished | |
Hittin' missiles, you can't beat the best, get out the busines | |
You couldn't pin a cushion with a needle | |
Your attempts is feeble | |
I lock a submission make you tap fast in front of these people | |
In record time, climb the ropes, stand up drop kick | |
To add insult to injury, make sure you feelin' me | |
See we, come to entertain and wreck shop | |
And send a message to you suckers as we stand on top | |
Don't bite what you can't chew, don't challenge what you can't do | |
Cause when it comes down to heart, | |
I got the power of two | |
Pumpin' adrenaline, shit kicker, known veteran | |
Stompin' my comp', at any grudge match, | |
I'll make 'em try again | |
That's my motto, you better all play in the lotto ' | |
Cause steppin' to my title, boy you end up broke and sorrow | |
So practisce today, come back years from tommorrow | |
And I'll be at the top waitin', just to let you know that [Bret Hart] | |
Without a doubt | |
I am the best there is | |
The best there was | |
And the best there ever will be | |
You know it [Red One/Misfit] | |
Yo, we break backs | |
Don't take crap, when we face that | |
Ring the bell, ready for war, watch how we lay that | |
Who that flat on the mat, three taps | |
Head bangin' with the full body contact | |
Yo, we break backs | |
Don't take crap, when we face that | |
Ring the bell, ready for war, watch how we lay that | |
Who that flat on the mat, three taps | |
Head bangin' with the | |
Hitman on tracks [Red One] | |
Get rowdy, go buckwild, show how we | |
Stamina rocks, even though the lungs' cloudy | |
Still first place, gold belt 'round the waist | |
Tag team champs, here to deal wit' ya case [Misfit] | |
Yeah, best of the best | |
No arguments, | |
I put it to rest | |
Step into the ring, you pick up your chest | |
When it comes time to flex, you ain't got nothing left | |
No game, no fame, no name, just left a torn mess [Red One] | |
So I suggest, that you watch your step | |
Watch your talk, watch who you disrespect [Misfit] | |
And watch who you team with, 'cause you'll need it | |
I'll beat that ass down for any given reason [Bret Hart] | |
Without a doubt | |
I am the best there is | |
The best there was | |
And the best there ever will be | |
You know it [Red One/Misfit] | |
Yo, we break backs | |
Don't take crap, when we face that | |
Ring the bell, ready for war, watch how we lay that | |
Who that flat on the mat, three taps | |
Head bangin' with the full body contact | |
Yo, we break backs | |
Don't take crap, when we face that | |
Ring the bell, ready for war, watch how we lay that | |
Who that flat on the mat, three taps | |
Head bangin' with the | |
Hitman on tracks |
zuò qǔ : Bahamonde, Hart, Jacobs ... | |
Without a doubt | |
I am the best there is | |
The best there was | |
And the best there ever will be | |
You know it Red One | |
Yo, we walk the path, ring the bell, best of the best | |
And we ready to blast, quick, fast, handed the task | |
Can finish ' em off, at any cost | |
No rules, just according to laws | |
Yo, came to win, ain' t looking for friends | |
Just to do what we gotta to be champions | |
Like stompin' again and again, to defeat | |
Cause to know victory you gotta know defeat | |
It' s survival of the fittest and we playin' for keeps | |
Deep in beef, the word on the streets is war | |
And it' s my duty to keep it raw and lay the law | |
And if they act up, throw ' em in the figure four | |
Yo, we met with | |
Hart, they tried to play the part | |
Of the big dogs who don' t bark, hear the roar | |
Red One split ' em up, hit ' em up and make sure | |
That they don' t come around here no more Bret Hart | |
Without a doubt | |
I am the best there is | |
The best there was | |
And the best there ever will be | |
You know it Misfit | |
Yeah, you heard the shit | |
We hit hard and move intelligent | |
In the squared circle, like my shadow when it' s time to scream at y' all | |
On that ass, | |
I' m too fast | |
You' re only save outside the ropes | |
You lost hope, tellin' me you can' t cope | |
Ain' t got the skills, so sound the bell, the bout is finished | |
Hittin' missiles, you can' t beat the best, get out the busines | |
You couldn' t pin a cushion with a needle | |
Your attempts is feeble | |
I lock a submission make you tap fast in front of these people | |
In record time, climb the ropes, stand up drop kick | |
To add insult to injury, make sure you feelin' me | |
See we, come to entertain and wreck shop | |
And send a message to you suckers as we stand on top | |
Don' t bite what you can' t chew, don' t challenge what you can' t do | |
Cause when it comes down to heart, | |
I got the power of two | |
Pumpin' adrenaline, shit kicker, known veteran | |
Stompin' my comp', at any grudge match, | |
I' ll make ' em try again | |
That' s my motto, you better all play in the lotto ' | |
Cause steppin' to my title, boy you end up broke and sorrow | |
So practisce today, come back years from tommorrow | |
And I' ll be at the top waitin', just to let you know that Bret Hart | |
Without a doubt | |
I am the best there is | |
The best there was | |
And the best there ever will be | |
You know it Red One Misfit | |
Yo, we break backs | |
Don' t take crap, when we face that | |
Ring the bell, ready for war, watch how we lay that | |
Who that flat on the mat, three taps | |
Head bangin' with the full body contact | |
Yo, we break backs | |
Don' t take crap, when we face that | |
Ring the bell, ready for war, watch how we lay that | |
Who that flat on the mat, three taps | |
Head bangin' with the | |
Hitman on tracks Red One | |
Get rowdy, go buckwild, show how we | |
Stamina rocks, even though the lungs' cloudy | |
Still first place, gold belt ' round the waist | |
Tag team champs, here to deal wit' ya case Misfit | |
Yeah, best of the best | |
No arguments, | |
I put it to rest | |
Step into the ring, you pick up your chest | |
When it comes time to flex, you ain' t got nothing left | |
No game, no fame, no name, just left a torn mess Red One | |
So I suggest, that you watch your step | |
Watch your talk, watch who you disrespect Misfit | |
And watch who you team with, ' cause you' ll need it | |
I' ll beat that ass down for any given reason Bret Hart | |
Without a doubt | |
I am the best there is | |
The best there was | |
And the best there ever will be | |
You know it Red One Misfit | |
Yo, we break backs | |
Don' t take crap, when we face that | |
Ring the bell, ready for war, watch how we lay that | |
Who that flat on the mat, three taps | |
Head bangin' with the full body contact | |
Yo, we break backs | |
Don' t take crap, when we face that | |
Ring the bell, ready for war, watch how we lay that | |
Who that flat on the mat, three taps | |
Head bangin' with the | |
Hitman on tracks |