You think i was just gonna leave on some sappy shit?
LFS brought me back for one more lap around the track..
nah mean... fuck what you thought, this is my encore...
you bitches ready for The Exit Like No Other? Chyeah


ONESTEPBEYOND

listen to this rythym.. most def. its clearin ya tops,
lyrical magician, but this skill don't appear in a box,
steer clear from the cops, no doubt im hearin ya mocks,
potentiol threats.. and im leavin ya ear to the rocks,
bitch i see all... and i can hear a tear when it drops,
you on a milk carton, and my face is on a cereal box,
here on the blocks, LFS brings the gear for the Ops.,
you faggots stay takin it up the rear from the cocks,
benz we drivin, listen we switchin gears when it tops,
for rizzle, we sizzle, so ain't it clear that we hott,
watch the best mother fucker, appear from the smoke,
speak up? my dick is the only thing clearin ya throat,
we both taken the oath, so when you hearin it spoke,
you know that its ride or die, leave and you choked,
you winnin a battle? you odn't know the meaning of hope,
on our level? hahahaha, you must be dreamin ya hoe,
ya team will get poked, yet don't know the meaning of feel,
fake? you playin, and better believe that we real,
we squeeze on the world or those who fiendin to be killed,
im free as a bird.. nah, im free as a refill...

LFS THE GREAT

RAAAH screamin so long I see my veins extended,
Pissed off that I been rolled over like lanes and overextended,
Into mediocrity and pushed into a mid life crisis,
I HAVEN'T HIT MY PLATEAU BITCH WHY AM I SILENCED!
But fuck that I'll still bring a hot flow to the streets of Jerz,
And when I conquer that I'll fly south like a fleet of birds,
Meetin my boy One Step and crackin haters skulls,
You didn't see how we silenced Cincy and his master Red Bull,
But I don't care about those two I got bigger fish to fry,
That's like searchin for Nemo when I got Jaws in da pond,
Besides why the fuck did I want yall niggas to like me?
I got better shit to think about, like how else you bitches can BITE ME!
Ah ha you bitches getting pimp slapped by nigga writin on screen,
I'll play Pong wit ya kidney while I'm shittin on ya spleen,
Everyone on the site hasn't got a clue as to how to get payback,
So lemme rewind this shit and give you a little playback,
I said I'll play Pong wit ya kidney...wait what the hell am I doin,
You still won't diss me back, my win here is a shue-in,
Spittin angry on a track that was supposed to be 16,
But LFS does what he wants…hey I sound like Tony Green,
I'm silencing the lambs and shuttin up the fools,
Preachin like a drug banner, you need to stay in school…

ONESTEPBEYOND

me and LFS... we are the reason that you press ya chest,
we fresh to death, you bitches bringin the death to fresh,
respect the best, motha fucka or we'll let this tech,
express my expressions when it splashes and rests ya breath,
you in deep shit.. fuckin with us, rest ya questions,
think our drama is nothin? you got horrible depth perception,
IMA BITCH! thats redbull and for my next impression,
my names Mimeses... look how my punchlines are less effective!
ask LFS....... i can bet you 10 grand that he knows,
im leavin after this.. so takin a shots like freethrows,
feed back this, feedback that, really who needs those,
i left feedback on ya sis forehead as shes givin me deep throat,
no reason to continue but when i say that i only mean,
OneStep is SICK... hey.... now i sound like Tony Green,
blah blah blah, lets all reflect on the sickness,
Lfs and me... stay puttin a Vet. on the benches...

LFS THE GREAT

Now I'd like to divert your attention back to me,
Shocking niggas like Ben Franklin holdin the key,
I'm holdin the key to your future, to a certain degree,
Exposing your phobias like titties on Playboy TV,
Back to the future like the trilogy of Michael J,
Watchin your dreams fade away like…well Michael J,
Effectively hurting your feelings I'd have to say,
You can't fathom the thoughts that go thru my head everyday,
Imagining shit playin out and on my feet I think fast,
Layin the Smackdown, I'm RAW and your ass is grass,
I think fast like being knee deep in quicksand,
To leap up and blow you away like a feather in a fan,
I got the same number of guns as your TP has ply,
And my flow'll have you surprised like "Lions, Tigers, Bears, OH MY!",
I believe I can fly and you should feel the same,
Piss on your ass like R. Kelly…make you feel lame,
Kicked out like The Game but you got no chance for a truce,
Leavin your feelins hurt and swole up like Bruce Bruce, (ah ha)
Fuckin wit us, humph we teachin you a lesson grasshopper,
When we're done you'll be babbling like a Spanish soap opera,
Me and my boy One stepping beyond niggas perceptions,
We rule the rap game like dictators, fuck a presidential election,
It seems this rap will join the other songs in my collection,
To be slept on by RV, hell maybe my name is a deflection,
Maybe niggas think I'm conceited or perhaps I'm too cocky,
But your mom seemed to like it, she didn't try to stop me,
Pullin my trump card and I'm bout to do a trick,
Poof be gone and now was your reputation sink,
Leavin the site for now but I'm closer then you think….



and we out...

88 miles per hour should do it.