Song: The Rest
Artist:  Emilio Rojas
Year: 2009
Viewed: 29 - Published at: 9 years ago

[Intro]
You know we get live and we do it better than the rest
Better than the rest, better, better than the rest
I don’t even try but I’m headed for success
And you know I do it better than the rest

[Verse One: Emilio Rojas]
Yeah, I make it look easy, you got no class, you make it look sleazy
Emili back in this motherfucking puta, walk in and grab what I want
I’m like a looter, nah, I’m not a shooter unless it’s high stakes
And I be at the West Inn, undressing my date
You tell XXL December’s my date, if I ain’t on that cover
Then it’s Freshman Friday, I hit the highway
I may pull three dames, keep them close to me for that HOV lane
If they know we ain’t friends, well then it’s all cool
I make ‘em wet, we turn it into a car pool
While y’all drool, I smash and wet ‘em up ‘cause I get paid cash
I don’t have no creditors, you lame cats won’t clash
I let ‘em because I’m writing off your style like a fashion editor

[Hook]
You know we get live and we do it better than the rest
Better than the rest, better, better than the rest
I don’t even try but I’m headed for success
And you know I do it better than the rest
Yeah, I get live and I do it better than the rest
Better than the rest, better, better than the rest
I don’t even try but I’m headed for success
And you know I do it better than the rest
[Verse Two: Emilio Rojas]
I’m shooting in your bullpen, in the other seat grinning
She know that you a loser and my fucking team winning
She hope I introduce her to a couple freak women like hello
And they tongue each other like a couple Gene Simmons
And the luxury tenant hitting the suite
Put them in that APC denim and that blue and white fitted
Flow so cold like I’m chewing ice with it
I don’t boast no more, I just prove it by living
I been appealing, women squeal, they getting feelings
They all in and they all strip in they six inch heels
I ain’t eaten in days and shit is getting real
But I roll with model hoes, they love skipping meals
Getting wishful, chips by the fistful
Everybody watch like I lived in a fishbowl
Swimming in women who are thicker like where they hips go?
And they anorexic, what I’m getting in a fiscal?
Yeah, when they hear my name, it induces fear
Like they are ashamed of they music, peers
Yeah, they know I came here to do this
I’m making history while you are making excuses

[Hook]

( Emilio Rojas )
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