L.I.'s Finest

No mistakes what you listening to
 You listening to one of the all time greats
 These are the breaks like Kurtis
 Never heard this the way we disturbingly word shit
 My dick spit flames, bitch, try not to get burned, bitch
 I'm the master, the kingpin, do my thing, ring king
 Put your gloves on, it's round 1, ding ding
 Some of our G.O.A.T.'s passed on
 Some of our illest lyricists sold out, they suck now, they're gone
 Rugged Man, mamas keep your daughters away from his broke ass
 No cash, looking for a place to crash
 He just a dick-swinging dirt-bag, no class
 Only fuck little, skinny, white bitches with no ass
 The underground kill shit, my clique Paz, Killah Priest
 Masta Killa, Kool G Rap, sick, lyrical beasts
 Timbo King, Hell Razah, Tragedy Khadafi
 And of course R.A. The Rugged Man, you can't forget about me
 Big guns, hold up's, it's L.I.'s finest
 Ten hut, uppercut, bow down to your highness
 The legendary rhymer, howdy ha
 Yeah, he walk through fire, la di da
 "Oh, who's that guy? He's so fly"
 That's what all my fat girls tell me, miss you, baby, love you, bye bye
 Pretty bitches mostly hate me wishing I die
 Oh wait, that was the past, bitches love me now
 I don't know why they thinking they getting with a rap star
 Handsome heartthrob, in reality they sucking the dick of a fat slob
 I'm a star in the hood these days like Black Rob
 My childhood fucked me up for real, I'm really that scarred
 Let's get ready to rumble like Michael Buffer
 You sold out, I saw what you did last summer
 I'm a foul motherfucker like old school Slick Rick
 With your wrinkled pussy I can't be your lover
 This boom bip boom bap true funk
 I'm from New York City, I do not get crunk
 I'm so damn talented, I'm so damn gifted
 I'm the Grand Puba, the Grandmaster, the Grand Wizard
 Big guns, hold up's, it's L.I.'s finest
 Ten hut, uppercut, bow down to your highness
 The legendary rhymer, howdy ha
 Yeah, he walk through fire, la di da