Statik Selektah, Termanology, Saigon, Cassidy - To the Top (Stick 2 the Script) lyrics

When I was drug dealing, man (yeah)
I made a killing, man (yeah)
I'm not broke, I cop coke by the kilogram
Fuck how your feeling, man (what)
I'm a villain man, and i'll kill a man
Air him out like a ceiling fan
I might not of went platinum
But, I'm still the man (yup)
And every cat that platinum is still a fan
(yup)
When I was a kid, I was a big Thriller fan
(yup) but now-a days Michael Jackson
Ain't still the man (hihi)
He fell off and let Chris
Brown steal his fans (damn)
And Soldier Boy bit too cuz
They feel his dance (yup)
Hip-hop on life support
But, it's still a chance
It can survive, it's alive, it ain't die yet
Big and Pac ain't alive, but I ain't die yet


I'm about to dissect the dutch
Cuz I ain't high yet i wear alot of jewels
But, I ain't getted robbed yet
Cuz I bear arms like guys with big biceps
Yes

Ain't nodody gonna stop me now
"And all the way to the top, cuz" Jay-Z
We gonna take it to the top
"Get the money, that's it
Stick to the script" Lil Fame
Give it all we got, give it all we got
Give it all we got
"And all the way to the top" Jay-Z
We gonna take it to the top "Get the money
That's it stick to the script" Lil Fame
Rock it how we rock

Don't get it fucked up
I ain't in it to entertain
Ain't in it for the fame
Ain't in it to get a name
I am with many consider a spitter of flame
What niggas done did to the game
Shit is a shame everybody shit is the same
9999 percent of niggas lyrics is lame
When I spit the room temperature change
You would swear I inherited 2pac's soul
Both Christopher's brain
Mindstate of The Rock, wittyness of Lamont
Spirit of the sidewalk
Grittyness of the block
Wanna play gorilla for what
Trauma with Saigon
Shit will get uglier than a fertility hut
I'll catch you with a ill uppercut
Then watch your nose bleed enough blood for
You to fill up a cup (yup)
You don't want the nine mill to erupt
Jump out the back of truck like whuttup
Commenced to clappin' you up what-the-fuck

Ain't nodody gonna stop me now
"And all the way to the top, cuz" Jay-Z
We gonna take it to the top
"Get the money, that's it
Stick to the script" Lil Fame
Give it all we got, give it all we got
Give it all we got
"And all the way to the top" Jay-Z
We gonna take it to the top "Get the money
That's it stick to the script" Lil Fame
Rock it how we rock

Termanology, chea ayo my flow's like 10
10 throwed of the medicin
And my bags come back fat like M&M
Nobody could body me
Throw me in the ring with them
Simpleton rap cats, like Owen Hart
I'm killin' them
We three of the last alive, Ology
Cass and Sai
Mastermind cats known for giving
You classic lines
I might of not have went platinum
But i'll snatch the shine
Off of any platinum rapcat
With this plastic nine
I rhyme gritty like Sai-gitty and Sean-Piddy
Who wanna rhyme with me
My nigga my minds silly
I'm from a fast city like
Philly the Cass city my tracks witty
I snatch Fizzy to mash with me
I take a eight of dro turn it to a acres slow
Make a O, bake a O
Homie this the wakeup show
That's how I spit
All these chicks on my dick
You just switch for the chips
I just stick to the - script

Ain't nodody gonna stop me now
"And all the way to the top, cuz" Jay-Z
We gonna take it to the top
"Get the money, that's it
Stick to the script" Lil Fame
Give it all we got, give it all we got
Give it all we got
"And all the way to the top" Jay-Z
We gonna take it to the top "Get the money
That's it stick to the script" Lil Fame
Rock it how we rock