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World's Finest Video (MV)




Performed By: Tone Space
Language: English
Length: 3:38
Written by: Anthony Young




Tone Space - World's Finest Lyrics
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Same energy that I spaz with I beat yo ass with
In memory of Pete I'm classic my class sick above the average
I'm MENSA-minded my pencil finds its led to instrumentals
In drums mental attention a ten, when i commence to grindin
Itchy palms the most ya hand some is the most handsomist Ant Young is
Stick to a charge but I ain't Nicky Barnes
Kinetic energy Blanka-like way beyond a mic
Static enormous magic performance when i get on it "right"
Elitists funded with weapons fun for the peasants with fungal infections
Funneled through men just tryna get a mushroom head in
Much room to get in a barrel amongst the crabs and claws
Masses poor fluid money be lackin while you're relaxin more
Word interaction i work in a ration word here's a fraction off,
A third of my passion thirsty for action yall
Mouth salivate bounce outta state
Wild out on stage pound out the fake while the sound is on
Since a shorty I was nice from the break
This for the lyricists that ballin or just tryna be great
Don't miss your calling when they holla your name reach out and find it
I'm on top of my game its Tone Space the World's Finest (Space Space)
I been through fire why I smell like smoke
I'll get you high when you inhale what I wrote it's more than dope
What's your desire if I had to pick one ain't hard to find it
Nice to meet you I am Anthony Young the world's finest
It's that time again (time a gain) like flying from New York to California
So Fine Ants with livin like a mortgage house that's bought up
I'm militant, y'all A.W.O.L. like all around the Border
I'm building this, for pay y'all and all the crowd support like it's
Patreon, calling out the whores in the game be gone
With classics my words are graphic like Radeon
Tone Space the greatest put a foot to your draws
Kicking dicks out the way I'm undefeated for sure
Reflex to spit instinctively like fleeing the law
When the sirens blare, blew the red light dippin off
Means I'm outta there, shady folks might tip em off
So if they shady better son em put a light to em all
In these days you never wonder who ain't right from the door
A bunch of exit-stage-left niggaz trying to score
And y'all never-afraid-of-death wish just might make it happen
I grab the mic strong in life because might makes it happen
Since a shorty I was nice from the break
This for the lyricists that ballin or just tryna be great
Don't miss your calling when they holla your name reach out and find it
I'm on top of my game its Tone Space the World's Finest (Space Space)
I been through fire why I smell like smoke
I'll get you high when you inhale what I wrote it's more than dope
What's your desire if I had to pick one ain't hard to find it
Nice to meet you I am Anthony Young the world's finest
You puny pellet-gunners will get washed on the mic
Coming with da mini cans like you from Washington Heights
Its Harlem nights big cannons I ain't ever a punk
But I can see your inner herb like a cellophane blunt
My speak sprays when I say it right..
You wanna round I'm here to work I'll leave you in a weak daze like the day and night
40 hours of strong, raw power beyond
Commercial or grass roots I'll leave em sprawled out on the lawn
Snow Angelin in the snow I'm cold and dangerous
You flakey bitch
Razory with the flow and leave your faces ripped I'm blade equipt
Everyone can get hit won't say I never been punked
So there's seventy tons of strength swung in every punch
Why'd you every wanna get split by a literal giant
You little my words are lit, that's your literal guy Ant
You be pitiful tryna spit I'm exquisite a diamond
A dime man..but you can just call me the Worlds Finest
Since a shorty I was nice from the break
This for the lyricists that ballin or just tryna be great
Don't miss your calling when they holla your name reach out and find it
I'm on top of my game its Tone Space the World's Finest (Space Space)
I been through fire why I smell like smoke
I'll get you high when you inhale what I wrote it's more than dope
What's your desire if I had to pick one ain't hard to find it
Nice to meet you I am Anthony Young the world's finest
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Same energy that I spaz with I beat yo ass with
In memory of Pete I'm classic my class sick above the average
I'm MENSA-minded my pencil finds its led to instrumentals
In drums mental attention a ten, when i commence to grindin
Itchy palms the most ya hand some is the most handsomist Ant Young is
Stick to a charge but I ain't Nicky Barnes
Kinetic energy Blanka-like way beyond a mic
Static enormous magic performance when i get on it "right"
Elitists funded with weapons fun for the peasants with fungal infections
Funneled through men just tryna get a mushroom head in
Much room to get in a barrel amongst the crabs and claws
Masses poor fluid money be lackin while you're relaxin more
Word interaction i work in a ration word here's a fraction off,
A third of my passion thirsty for action yall
Mouth salivate bounce outta state
Wild out on stage pound out the fake while the sound is on
Since a shorty I was nice from the break
This for the lyricists that ballin or just tryna be great
Don't miss your calling when they holla your name reach out and find it
I'm on top of my game its Tone Space the World's Finest (Space Space)
I been through fire why I smell like smoke
I'll get you high when you inhale what I wrote it's more than dope
What's your desire if I had to pick one ain't hard to find it
Nice to meet you I am Anthony Young the world's finest
It's that time again (time a gain) like flying from New York to California
So Fine Ants with livin like a mortgage house that's bought up
I'm militant, y'all A.W.O.L. like all around the Border
I'm building this, for pay y'all and all the crowd support like it's
Patreon, calling out the whores in the game be gone
With classics my words are graphic like Radeon
Tone Space the greatest put a foot to your draws
Kicking dicks out the way I'm undefeated for sure
Reflex to spit instinctively like fleeing the law
When the sirens blare, blew the red light dippin off
Means I'm outta there, shady folks might tip em off
So if they shady better son em put a light to em all
In these days you never wonder who ain't right from the door
A bunch of exit-stage-left niggaz trying to score
And y'all never-afraid-of-death wish just might make it happen
I grab the mic strong in life because might makes it happen
Since a shorty I was nice from the break
This for the lyricists that ballin or just tryna be great
Don't miss your calling when they holla your name reach out and find it
I'm on top of my game its Tone Space the World's Finest (Space Space)
I been through fire why I smell like smoke
I'll get you high when you inhale what I wrote it's more than dope
What's your desire if I had to pick one ain't hard to find it
Nice to meet you I am Anthony Young the world's finest
You puny pellet-gunners will get washed on the mic
Coming with da mini cans like you from Washington Heights
Its Harlem nights big cannons I ain't ever a punk
But I can see your inner herb like a cellophane blunt
My speak sprays when I say it right..
You wanna round I'm here to work I'll leave you in a weak daze like the day and night
40 hours of strong, raw power beyond
Commercial or grass roots I'll leave em sprawled out on the lawn
Snow Angelin in the snow I'm cold and dangerous
You flakey bitch
Razory with the flow and leave your faces ripped I'm blade equipt
Everyone can get hit won't say I never been punked
So there's seventy tons of strength swung in every punch
Why'd you every wanna get split by a literal giant
You little my words are lit, that's your literal guy Ant
You be pitiful tryna spit I'm exquisite a diamond
A dime man..but you can just call me the Worlds Finest
Since a shorty I was nice from the break
This for the lyricists that ballin or just tryna be great
Don't miss your calling when they holla your name reach out and find it
I'm on top of my game its Tone Space the World's Finest (Space Space)
I been through fire why I smell like smoke
I'll get you high when you inhale what I wrote it's more than dope
What's your desire if I had to pick one ain't hard to find it
Nice to meet you I am Anthony Young the world's finest
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Writer: Anthony Young
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