K-Rino - Top of the Hill lyrics

Still sittin' at the top of the hill
Just to show we still do it like we do it

Two seconds after you hate me
I'm all in yo' face
K-Rino is harder to beat than a dope case
I'm moving faster than you do at my slow pace
I thought your tongue was chopped out
Cause you got no taste
A year of practice couldn't keep
You out the loser bracket
The only game that you can beat
Me at is who's the wackest
I'ma keep bringing this heat
Til my bread's deep
Once I kill the track, it's
Just like ya daddy, you're dead beat
What made you think that you
Could duplicate my whole verse
He so stupid he was on second and stole first
I froze jerks with 20 below cold bursts


Take off my belt and whoop your
Ass until your soul hurts
Don't let me catch you
With your chest exposed
My lyrics are more colourful
Than Westbrook's clothes
What you flow is so worthless like a
Ring with no rocks in it
My work is timeless like a house
With no clocks in it
To come against me, man
You know that he wrong
That's like tryna send a text
Message on a Rotary phone
You sounding weak I don't need
You in my circle, you a clown to me
You like my upstairs neighbour
You ain't down with me
A nice dude in real life
But on the mic feared
My rap style's dirty and rough
Like your wife's beard
Trusting you to write some heat
Would be very hard
I'd rather trust a dope fiend
With my credit card
I'm an impossible deep topical obstacle
I even study weak rappers so I
Can know what not to do
I heard about his feminine ways
Just from word of mouth
Punched him in his sternum and
Some breast milk squirted out
That's what you get for all
The tripping and casting suspicion
Give you more problems than
A pissed off mathematician
You put me in a bad mood when you perform
The doctors and the nurses even
Booed when you was born what's up now
You was talking now you copping out
I glued your lips to your eyes
And make you watch your mouth
Repeat what I said, that's heat to your head
You'll be trying to recover like changing
The sheets on the bed
Started to give you some advice but
I'll just keep it instead
I went so hard when I was through
The Grim Reaper was dead
I laugh when you say you gangster
Not the way you bust
Like weak songs on the radio
You play too much
What you said was kind of lame
That's why you didn't wanna claim
I must need to be potty trained cause
I keep shitting on the game
Been laying low but my
Dominance is fast emerging
I'm the best and you gon' have to
Face it like a plastic surgeon
I hurt shows, murk foes with my worst flows
I stay laying rappers out like
They were church clothes
I walk 'em down like dirt
Roads till they flatline
Our shows was at the same time
But, your people was at mine
The day I came into the game
That's when it got live
I bet that you ain't even
In your own top five
Every clown on your record label
Was left for dead
Stomped these rappers in the dome twice
I'm two steps ahead
I take your card, bread and drive all paid
He was walking home mad
He has side-walk rage
My hands red, call me K-Rino
The human ant bed
I run my foot straight through
Ya like a pants leg
You said you'll fix it so I'll never get loot
I'ma make you swallow those
Words like alphabet soup, now
Might wanna hide till the
Problems get rectified
I'll step your ass to the
Side like the electric slide
The boldest lyric, I'm sure to spit it
I'm cold enough to throw myself a surprise
Party and not know I did it
I'll piledrive ya through the dirt
You'll never resurface you're worthless
You couldn't even afford my free verses
You wanna talk and slander
Better keep that shit to yourself like
A baby wearing a pamper
Need to change your wardrobe fool
And dumb your dancer
Before they jam your whole album
They'd rather bump my sampler
Trick, where you stay, text me your address
We can go today
Your best work can't match the
Songs that I throw away
Let's get it on and I'ma spank
Your like your father do
I would say "Loser gotta wear a
Dress" but that wouldn't bother you