Statik Selektah, Styles P, Sean Price, Bun B - Top Tier lyrics

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
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
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
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

Let me tell you 'bout this story of a young'n
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'
I lost some, I won some
But I fought them all
Trying not to be another name upon the wall
Lots of murals that's been
Painted in memory of
But, I'm still here so before
I'm gone gimme the love
Imma take my flowers now when
I can still smell 'em
Then roll up the strongest
Trees and inhale em
The world is getting worse everyday
I try to tell em
As long as you keep buying the
Lies then they gon' sell 'em
Y'all niggas is mad and they tired
Ready to act out
You can't keep killing them and not
Expect them to black out
You locked the front doors on 'em
And they take the backround
All your shit will leave your face
With the shit smacked out

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
If I say I’m staying where I stand
Imma vanish
If I say I'm out, I'm playing with the menace
That's like V for Vendetta
No mask and no cape
You wouldn't understand the Ghost without
A mask on your face
Shoulda really feel somthing
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
You addicted niggas sponsor you
Tell you have another one
Watch that shit conquer you
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

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