Intro (Dreamchasers 2) lyrics

[Sample: Mike Tyson interview]
I’m the best ever. I’m the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there’s ever been. There’s no-one can stop me. I’m Alexander, he’s no Alexander. I’m the best ever. There’s never been anybody as ruthless. I’m Sonny Liston. I’m Jack Dempsey. There’s no one like me — I’m from their cloth. There’s no one that can match me. My style is impetuous. My defense is impregnable, and I’m just ferocious. I want your heart. I want to eat his children. Praise be to Allah!

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Yeah!
Gangsta Gri-zillz!

[Verse: Meek Mill]
It's a lot of bad b*tches in the building, amen (Amen)
Came in the game killing n*ggas, J-Lin
When it comes to whips, I'm on some sh*t
I'm probably eight in (Woo!)
And I got that four-door Aston Martin on the way in
Y'all n*ggas come out (Come out), all the hoes stay in (Stay in)
Every time I come out (Come out), movie in the making (Yeah!)
Realest n*gga in it all you got to do is say it
If a n*gga rap dissing, when I see him I'mma spray him
Like bang, n*gga it ain't no game (Game)
Philly n*ggas ain't the same, step in your lane (Lane!)
Before that chopper hit your brain stay out the frame (Frame!)
Cause when I let it bada-boom, that's bada-bang
pus*y n*gga, ahhhh! Right back like I never left
Rollie on my wrist cost a Camaro, yeah, the double-S (Hater!)
Ever since I made a milli, I ain't been in trouble yet
Still walk in the building and go bonkers with a hundred racks
Hundred stacks, hell yeah, hell yeah, f*cking right
Boy, I got your favorite singer really tryna f*ck tonight (Ha!)
Y'all n*ggas was sleeping on me, I was really up at night
Tryna chase my dream, now I ball out the team
Man, I lean off of this Phantom (Skrt!)
"I'ma Boss" my anthem (yeah)
MMG my clique, that's why your b*tch all on my di*k
I got thirty racks in my pocket, I keep thirty shots in my clip
I get thirty racks for my verses, y'all don't get paper like this
I'm getting money, must be Illuminati
They think I signed up
'Cause I just bought a new Ferrari (New Ferrari)
And when I make a hundred I'mma buy a new Bugatti
I be with some Philly n*ggas, they just trying to shoot somebody
Tell 'em (Tell 'em!), I swear I tried to tell 'em (Tell 'em)
Lampin' in this penthouse, I started from the cellar (Cellar)
And if she want that hammer all up in her I'mma nail her
Word to my n*gga, Ricky, we gon kill the game this summer
Ahh!