Clique 9 - Best In The Park lyrics

[Hook] It's only fair that we get there We've got the Lord on our shoulders and there ain't nothing to hold us, we living life My people making it with me If you been working hard, if you believe in God, just say this with me We're the best in the park (best in the park) Best in the park (Best in the park) We're the best in the park (Now everybody say best in the park) Best in the park (Best in the park) Best in the park (Best in the park) Best in the park [Verse 1 - K-Raw] I'm on my grind, I'm moving fast These haters tryna hate on me They gonna crash,I'ma pa** the test Rest my case, still hating on me Like I'm in a race I'ma win that thing Swag so rare, I'm outta my mind Rags on rags you ain't looking so fine No ecstacy! I'm natural high It's Jeepers Creepers that's sci-fi Ain't got the time for sci-fi Like aliens I freak you out Mike Tyson knock out,Muhammed Ali stinging fast, Mayweather give bad weather I got you on that bad temper tryna run away I see you scared I'ma chase you till I get you No heartbeat? Need a pacemaker I got you on my hater radar Know that you a n***a hater Ain't got time for figure fakers I'm too real, I'm too fresh K-Raw go HAM on ya Best in the park you ain't [Hook] [Verse 2 - StunnaMayne] My Rafnek Gang take you out. No, that's not a date Your flow is not allowed though leave it out the gate You want some beef yo' come in StunnaMayne put some on your plate You dudes can't do this (no way), yet you still hate! Don't come close to me, or you'll reach your deadline WWW.clique9, yeah we hot, like a iron Thuli, Amo, Ntsako, Khumo ooh n***a these chicks are fine Picture perfect like a painting, I know too many want the same thing Mandla, Phinny, Purple and Stunna, yeah n***a that's the joint We like a broken needle, got you haters missing the point I wonder what 'em haters really gotta say now, cos I know I'm on top of my game and really they down (Stunnamayne) [Hook] [Verse 3 - Purple Invasion] It's only fair we get there Hottest in the sky don't you stare Started from the bottom now we on the stage Hustling on the street to make some bread You're the reason why hip hop died, I'ma resurrect it from the dead n***as be snitching on themselves, best way to be a fed and I invaded on the scene Impossible machines, best description of my team Don't battle me nor ha**le me if you still wanna keep your dreams I can go acapella, me and my clique full of rappers Scratched the surface, our nails so hard Guess you don't want a klap do ya? Cos I'm raw in taste, will slap you the face like a gangster do Representing the phase and my n***as in space, that's what good rappers do Unlike you who's in it for the fame I made your mother go insane Oh, you still don't know my name Maybe I'll tell you some other day Wa**up!