The Grand Finale 2021

[Intro: Royce da 5’9”]

Yeah, this the last motherfucking track on the Straight Bars mixtape. This is your man, Royce da 5’9”. And we gonna take it back. We got Mike West on the motherfucking beat. Paige, you know you one of my favorite MCs my nigga, imma need you to start this off! Run it!

[Verse 1: Page Kennedy]:
Picture a nigga that's raw
And put the heat to his ass, till the nigga Uncle
Motherfuckers I slaughter, kidnap your daughter
Blame your mom, she shoulda better picked a father
Uh, I'm back with another posse track
And we gon' do this shit better than a copycat
When you see this lineup, you gon' line up
Fresher than a design cut with a line up
The Grand Finale, y'all it's my turn to bust
Ass to ass, to see if you earn my trust
Thanos snaps, watch 'em all burn to dust
Max out the Prime, who needs Disney Plus
Yeah, never outdone, only outdoing
You gonna end up so out of synch, you truant
Drop bombs off the jet I'm in, leave you jettison
Nyquils give you a taste of your own medicine
Easy for me to come off like the enforcer
Fuck Porsche in the backseat of a Porsche
And kept all my cardi b's, ? that's off leather cuz she got more WAP than Cardi B (CARTIER BUFFS)
I provide balance
I have them shaking in their boots like the crates challenge (stupid)
Get your face pound in, the eighth round win
The uppercut was outstanding
And what's more resounding than a winner
You can eat all your rap snacks on a motherfucking dinner
Go big like the Ant-Man
Pull you off stage like the Sandman on American Bandstand
Then do a handstand, in front of a mad fan
Then tell him to break a leg, something he can't stand
Now you falling for that bullshit again
When I'm throwing foal shit at you from a pig pen
Detroit to Cali
Page Kennedy here on the motherfucking Grand Finale

[Verse 2: The Game]
Yeah, 94 Denali
Park sideways in a downtown alley
Hop out of my suede Ballys
Time for a tux, you know who the king of Cali
20 year veteran, Dr. Dre letterman
Problem child, Glock in my Aftermath letterman
Ask Busta, ask Em, he'll kill you where you stand before he let you pass him
Get your skull crushed and face bashed in
Run you for your pockets, then imma cash in
Throwing rocks at the top, but the top too steep
Man of course I'm the GOAT, cuz I fucked all the sheep
Gas up

[Verse 3: Grafh]:
The major competers ain't major to me
Cuz we slay from A-Z so haters ain't able to reach us
We major leaguers from the front page, stay to the bleachers
Can't you see that we's a family of apes and gorillas
That drink Hennessy straight by the liters with an ape of tequilas
We's a plague, that's unsafe, there's no way you can heal us
I fuck with OGs that slang cocaine from their beepers
Gold chains and Adidas, but no lace to the sneakers
There's no way to defeat us
The cocaine '88 flow
Came through the whole vein intravenous
And the dope came and made his own way through the fetus
Oh, rock solid no gold-plated pieces
Oh, whole brick, no probated pieces
Nobody could save me, there's no saving Jesus
We not hidin' when the shots is firing
And cops sirens not quiet, cuz the block is higher