Kanye West
Mr. Best fresher then the rest gotta rock the vest
because niggas fouling out and aiming for his chest
took his last breath on his first step to greatness when
he step into that car unknown fans thought he was
gone until Jesus walked with him three years on in just
being his cocky self again got tried of being fresh every morn
in the Chi been cashin out since he was born so Mr. Best
move to the heart of the city New York City with big brother
H.O.V.A now if Mr. Best can rap about being the best
well might I say when I wake good morning
world because I'm a champion I wonder if I never
knew about Mr. Best would’ve I learned what don’t
kill me only make me stronger now I’m living that
good life and my boys can’t tell me nothing little
brother coming up faster then them now he hitting
these chicks like he working with Barry Bonds bat
do you know what it mean to go to graduation after
you dropout of college two times in row go club 40/40
were all the drunk and hot girls be at trying to find
star under the flashing lights now Mr. Best how can
you be loyal in a room full of hoe’s he reply I gave
them everything I am now they gotta watch me and
old new chick go to homecoming with big brother and become
king of the Roc-A-Fella you see the glory my moms
prayed for me to get.! !
poem by Randy Bullocks
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