Cream of the Crop

Cream of the crop, we ain't never stop
When the man steps in boy sing 'em his props
Tell these kids put the lean down
King know your worth
Here's a shot of self esteem on the rocks
See, up na the place we all fiend for the spot
When I'm there I swear I'm gon' cling to the top
And you gon' need giant pliers to pull me out
It's a racks game, umpires with boobies out
Same story different flat number
Inglorious memories from past summers
Victorias, Beverlies, trying to act normal
Now I'm all about Truth- Sojourners, Nat Turners
Nocturnal rap colonel back for the first time
But it feels like a returned thief in the night
To a another flat number, this is the life
And even after my spirit keep your speakers alive, like

I might go cray, I might go 'stray
But tonight I'm feeling a type o' way
Chai! I swear the vibe e dey
Make I rock the mic throw way
I might go cray, I might go 'stray
But tonight I'm feeling a type o' way
No be today, life na play
Make I rock the mic throw way

Cream of the crop, I scream from the top
Of the mountain, renouncing my schemes and my plots
There's a bounce and a spring in my strut
When I trust the unseen
And denounce the things that I'm not
I know it might seem like a lot
Y'all wanna dance, I'm here shitting in the spot
The party pooper at the club he super awkward
Trespassing, next glass probably stupor
That being said, let the facts be read
I got black skin, dreads and accounts in the red
There's more clouts being chased than mouths being fed
The media still splitting ya into packs and herds
I'll rather be caught being dead
Than spitting a wack verse or not be heard
Till I sleep in that black hearse, I'll bend over backwards
To kicking it phat and giving back till my back hurts

I might go cray, I might go 'stray
But tonight I'm feeling a type o' way
Chai! I swear the vibe e dey
Make I rock the mic throw way
I might go cray, I might go 'stray
But tonight I'm feeling a type o' way
No be today, life na play
Make I rock the mic throw way

I might go cray, I might go 'stray
But tonight I'm feeling a type o' way
Chai! I swear the vibe e dey
Make I rock the mic throw way
I might go cray, I might go 'stray
But tonight I'm feeling a type o' way
No be today, life na play
Make I rock the mic throw way