Song Description

Raucous "Too Good" is a high energy battle track.

Lyrics

Too Good

Verse 1 (Brett Richey)

get the fuck up if you tryin to move
but if not then get off what you tryin to do
you say you tired at two
look, im still drinking and i'm higher than you
we still move and shake, girls are losing weight
is there somewhere that me and you can escape
you wanna rock, you wanna roll
we on the west going out of control
we on the east staying out of the streets
you wanna talk about violence but i talk about peace
dream/clone is the name of my band
you wanna flip talk shit now you shaking my hand
and now you shaking in your side i write a
couple times a day cause i'm trying to get higher
and then i double up on all you bubblegum
rappers i smash 'em they ain't wanna trouble us

Chorus (Brett Richey)
You, can?t fuck with me I?m too good!
If you stay, run away, I think you should!
You bitched out and you all backin? off?
No one can do it better and I can?t be stopped!
You, can?t fuck with me I?m too good!
If you stay, run away, I think you should!
You bitched out and you all backin? off?
No one can do it better and I can?t be stopped!

Verse 2 (Nkozi)
In my Supra, ridin? slow, just copped a diamond ?dro
We smokin?, time to blow, more ho?s than Lionel
I see ?em eye-en tho, real niggas is ridin?
Slow walkin through the shadow ain?t a thing on this kinda road
I know I?m kinda bold but fuck it let em hear it tho.
After the bang, shh shh, now be quiet, hold?
Cuz I?m the one like Tracy and Pepsi, Neo and Jet Li
Whole game risin? against me.
I don?t? even see them here, I?m on a level up and I don?t feel no fear.
I?m a 8 on it side, got infiniti rhymes,
man I love to press your buttons, call it a true crime.
Rap bastards, least I lasted, streets I mastered, cold day in hell, for I reach my casket
They soft like plastic, melted by my acid, I writing classics and my tapes not mastered.

Chorus (Brett Richey)

Verse 3 (Brett Richey)
i'm the man with two brains i move chains
from your neck to mine your necklace mine
i'm just kidding playa you can keep the chain
man i ain't want it i was playing keep away
you see the way i'm flying right by
keep looking ain't nobody higher than i'm
we drink syrup, and blow smoke
put another meaning into going for broke (heyyy)
you wanna come around my way?
fucking snake stay away i got nothing to say
but fuck off, get lost
your girl is talking like i'm gonna break her off
and now you looking like a bitch so get back
(talking shit?) bet he didn't know that stasiak could rap
he didn't even know the score what it for
you talk about the hood but you don't go there anymore