Top Tier (feat. Sean Price, Bun B & Styles P)

Yeah
(Statik Slektah)
Yeah
Yeah, listen
I'm top ten, your torn up-top from the top tier
Tat his iPhone, the animal Ock I box bears
Got those quotes to Glock-pop folks
Two times in the head and laugh, that's the knock-knock joke (oh, oh)
Shots fly, I nail ya
One eye open scopin' I'm Popeye da Sailor
Listen, used to get hungry off of the stress plate
Used to get money off a cassette tape (oh, oh)

The best ain't made great
The Grodfather large armor logical, I'm on point chronological
I don't rock boots with spikes, nigga
Don't watch roots with white niggas (oh,oh)
Bullets bop biggots away when the eight's spitting
Blow this shit out of proportion, the race in racism
A degree for my declaration
When saying Sean P say the P with exclamation, motherfucker (all, oh, oh)

Let me tell you 'bout this story of a youngin' (uh)
Raised in a ghetto that he was brung in
Round the drinkin' and druggin'
Had to box it out in backyards
So I put my Nike Airs on
And dug in the dirt and I started sluggin' (oh, oh)
I lost some, I won some, but I fought them all (all)
Trying not to be another name upon the wall (wall)

Lots of murals that's been painted in memory of
But I'm still here so before I'm gone gimme the love (oh,oh, love)
Imma take my flowers now when I can still smell 'em (smell 'em)
Then roll up the strongest trees and inhale 'em (inhale' em)
The world is getting worse everyday I try to tell 'em (tell 'em)
As long as you keep buying the lies then they gon' sell 'em (oh, oh, sell 'em)
Y'all niggas is mad and they tired, ready to act out (out)
You can't keep killing them and not expect them to black out (for real)

You locked the front doors on 'em and they take the back round
All your shit will leave your face with the shit smacked out (all oh, oh)

I'm praying but I'm saying that I'm spraying cause I am if I have to
Salute the niggas laying on the land like a statue (oh my god)
If I say I'm staying where I stand, Imma vanish
If I say I'm out, I'm playing with the menace (oh, oh)
That's like V for Vendetta, no mask and no cape
You wouldn't understand the Ghost without a mask on your face
Should I really feel somthin', if they blast in your face
If you playing in the jungle feel the wrath of those apes

But I'm positive and negative, ignorant and conscience too
Listen to the angels, but I watch what the monsters do (oh my god)
You addicted niggas to sponsor you
Tell you have another one, watch that shit conquer you (oh, oh)
Even the wise do foolish shit
Even the cop kill a kid that go to school and shit
Believe it or not, stand still and you can move with it
Open your eyes and I ain't even got to prove this shit (yeah, yeah)

Oh my god
How I humble myself
As I bow to your throne
I pray for love, peace and happiness
To be present in my home
Yes, I do
And let your heart