Top Of The Line Testo

Raised, in the home, of the brave, and begun
Paving, the way, was embraced, by the slum
Lay, with the strange, but his name, will become
Top Of The Line, yeah

I suppose that your eyes were closed the whole time
I've been on the rise for almost five years
But most of my peers they hoped that I'd nose dive
Like an aircraft that crashed
They congrat you, dap you When your back is turned they throw knives
I ain't handicapped or slow or no average Joe
I see past the smoke the strobelight
Put me up against your favourite rapper
You said he snap harder than me, close with no dice
The difference be in my consistency and I don't need MC's to ghost write
Who you know got pitch that always throws strikes
Everytime I get the ball across the goal line
I done made it out the bottom off the slow climb
If you talking to my dogs they all gon' cosign
And now I'm sitting in a gold mine (Gold Mine!)
Songs I write are from the heart it ain't meant for the closed mind (Closed Mind!)
This more than bars they're metaphors, it's a curr for the soul, I, (Soul, I!)
Seal with the enemy rope and now I'm right here, closing by
Third time's a charm, I already let them know, twice

Let me set the record straight I'm the best, there ain't no one better, fuckin' let the rest debate
I accept the hate that'll desecrate I just set the pace
Set to detonate, (some do dissery?)
Must be deaf cause they, underestimate Me, but that's okey
I'mma let you scream, let it resonate
Till they remember my name, I'm Rittz!

Bitch and I'm back in the face like paow!
Ain't nobody gonna come and take my crown
They be takin' me for granted I be killin' it everything that you be hearin and lyrically I will raise eyebrows
We ain't got to double time I do it in my style
Born in the P.A. I was raised out South
Wanna make a city hit the stage
I bounce, from the north side up, A-Town down
Some of these MC's they need CPR
Listen to the wack (mp3?) are bored
Your video is hard for me to sit through
Like Kanye's speech at the MTV Awards
(You want more Rittz?) Sí señor
I got a pair of new shoes you probably never seen before
I used to be dead broke with some cheap Louis V decor, inside a Regal that was leakin' oil
And I cost five G's for a feature the middle finger up begging for a confrontation
And #FuckAnyoneWhoSaysHashtagInAConversation
Man I throw the peace sign
Like Shalom Aleikhem
And Clintel was the crew and the congregation
People thinkin' I've become complacent
I'm just lookin' at the game feelin' nauseated
Lotta' rappers goin' pop like a condom breakin'
Sick of concentratin' on my skills when it's gonna be useless (Gone be useless)
All the music I hear just sounds the same
A bunch of wannabe Futures
You wanna be Eazy
You gotta be Ruthless
You wanna be me
Then you gotta me the smoothest
Gonna see Breezy watchin' me do this
Got a deep teacher and follow me students
Hit 'em with the woah (woah!)
That work everytime
Then we start singing for the ho (ho!)
Trippin off that line [?]
Might overdose, all this dope I write
A lotta rappers wanna act like rock stars
When they square as fuck but that's me for real
I got the pills and I'm fucking with a soft heart
Fist fight with my girl in the hotel punching the mirror
Breaking the door and the armoire
Shit I can't recall the last 15 years wishing I could do an interview with Nardwuar
I got an early morning flight to Hartsfield
Taking airplane shots witha chilli chese hotdog
Never gonna fall off, man I'm normal now
Got a bunch of unknown numbers in my call log
People got me all wrong
See my hair and the beanie and they get the wrong idea
Say I look homeless shit my shows 200 my shades 250 a pair
Watch out you'll go blind
By the diamonds the side of my pinky that sparkle and shine
They call me Rittz, bitch
Top of the line
Ya-Uh-Yeah

Clintel man definetely ? man
If you ain't fuckin with the real, pretty much you ain't top of the line