CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : To the top
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Dead man productions
Everyone has a time
A time to get up
A time stand up
A time to fight
To bash it out
To rise to the top
This is my time
U better watch out
I'm playing my cards
Yeah
I'm playing the game
Rocking the east side
This ant no d**k bait
Ant no click bait
Might be chick bait
This is my rise to the top
This is a movement
This is my rise to the top
Got all these people
All these hatters on me
I ant mad
They trying to bring me down
They be spreading rumor's
Saying i can't rap
They need to put a cap on it
They always talken sh*t
Belong in a pit
Always doping the soap
Got u in my scope
U need to cope
Before i mop the whole east side with u
I might be whiter
B*t*h i'm a fighter
I'm a f**ken writer
A rapper
B*t*h i'm rising
All the f**ken way to the top
Better watch out
Cuz this is a movement
,my movement
This is my rise to the top
What u gonna do
Ur just a hatter
B*t*h i don't give a dam
Eminem u looking like a ham
B*t*h your rap is spam
B*t*h u ant in my fam
So i don't give a dam
I be jaming
I don't give a dam
I'm doing this for me
U or no one/
Can stop me
I don't give a dam
Your not in my fam
So i don't give a dam
No one can hop over me
B*t*h i'm coming
(i'm coming)
For u
All of u hatters
I don't give a dam
Your not in my fam
B*t*h u looking like a ham
U in a jam
Man f**k u
I don't give a dam
I'm doing this for me
So f**k u
I'ma be who i set out to be
I don't give a dam
B*t*h i'm not afraid to take a stand
U better watch out
I'm coming for u
Coming for all the hatters
Better watch out
Better pray
U ant got no hope
U be crying like a b*t*h, b*t*h
I'm coming for all of u
I'm the rap demon
U got no hope
B*t*h f**k the pope
Your pope can't help u now
U got no hope
Got u in my scope
Com,e on
All u wanna do is talk
Come on call the cops
Call b*t*h
I'm not afraid
Not afraid of no po-po
Oh
I'm not afraid
Yeah
You are tho
I know
I got u shaking in your boot
Oh
Did i hurt your feelings
B*t*h your crying
Yeah
U crying
B*t*hes be lying
U be snitching
Come on
Ur on the ground
U be crying
Bro what happened
(what happened)
What happened to the thug
The tough guy
What happened
U were acting all tough
Calling yourself a thug
Bro u fake.'
Like drake
U a phony
A poser
A loser
Bro u need to cope
Cope with the facts
Your. not no thug
Yeah
Your not a thug
U be looking like a pug
Your not a thug
Your on the ground crying
U be lying
Bro u crying like a b*t*h, b*t*h
U be calling your self a thug
Your soft b*t*h
U ant no thug
Might be a pug
Calling yourself a thug
Looking like a pug
B*t*h u no thug
U a f**king pug
Your soft
B*t*h u week
Ur not a thug
Looking like a f**king rug
B*t*h u drooling like a pug
U like a bug
B*t*h u need to put the shut to the up
Before u get mugged
U no thug
U a phony
A poser
A loser
Hit
U tried to hid it
Like Victoria
Now your secret out
Now they all know sport
U got your panties in a bunch
Oh
How u like me now
Got all these girls in my D.M
Were your D.M at
Oh wait
I don't give a dam
No one ever text u
Aye
B*t*h u always lying
Now they know
Now your a** on the ground
Crying
U sounding like a b*t*h, b*t*h
Cuz u be lying
Telling everyone u a thug
But your not
U look like a rug
Drooling like a pug
Ur a phony
All u do is lie
U on the ground crying
Crying like a lil b*t*h..
U sound like a b*t*h, b*t*h
U belong in a ditch
Bro i know
U need to cope
Cope with the fact
B*t*h your a phony
Your time is up
Its over
B*t*h your finished.,
Your outta here
Bro are u stupid
Estúpido
What language do i have to say it
For u to hear me clearly
B*t*h ur shows over
Got canceled
U f**ken failed
B*t*h its over
Wish i could say sorry
Wish i could say will miss u
Wish i could say u had a good run
But b*t*h
We all know u didn't
U just got lucky some how
B*t*h without dray
U nothing
Sh*t
All u do is take credit for the songs dray wrote
He the real rapper
U just the b*t*h, b*t*h
Bro u f**ken failed
Get outta here
Get outta my face
U a failure at life
B*t*h u railed hip hop
U failed rap
Now get out my face
U always be talking sh*t
Bro u were named after a candy
B*t*h i'm Drako
I was named after a gangster
They call me the prodigy
B*t*h how could i loo up to u
Your 5.8
I'm 5.10
B*t*h your under me
This is my time
B*t*h get outta my face
I;'me rising to the top
U talk about being on the top
Okay
Come on
This is my rise to the top
F**k u Eminem
I'm rising to the top
Dead man productions
Everyone has a time
A time to get up
A time stand up
A time to fight
To bash it out
To rise to the top
This is my time
U better watch out
I'm playing my cards
Yeah
I'm playing the game
Rocking the east side
This ant no d**k bait
Ant no click bait
Might be chick bait
This is my rise to the top
This is a movement
This is my rise to the top
Got all these people
All these hatters on me
I ant mad
They trying to bring me down
They be spreading rumor's
Saying i can't rap
They need to put a cap on it
They always talken sh*t
Belong in a pit
Always doping the soap
Got u in my scope
U need to cope
Before i mop the whole east side with u
I might be whiter
B*t*h i'm a fighter
I'm a f**ken writer
A rapper
B*t*h i'm rising
All the f**ken way to the top
Better watch out
Cuz this is a movement
,my movement
This is my rise to the top
What u gonna do
Ur just a hatter
B*t*h i don't give a dam
Eminem u looking like a ham
B*t*h your rap is spam
B*t*h u ant in my fam
So i don't give a dam
I be jaming
I don't give a dam
I'm doing this for me
U or no one/
Can stop me
I don't give a dam
Your not in my fam
So i don't give a dam
No one can hop over me
B*t*h i'm coming
(i'm coming)
For u
All of u hatters
I don't give a dam
Your not in my fam
B*t*h u looking like a ham
U in a jam
Man f**k u
I don't give a dam
I'm doing this for me
So f**k u
I'ma be who i set out to be
I don't give a dam
B*t*h i'm not afraid to take a stand
U better watch out
I'm coming for u
Coming for all the hatters
Better watch out
Better pray
U ant got no hope
U be crying like a b*t*h, b*t*h
I'm coming for all of u
I'm the rap demon
U got no hope
B*t*h f**k the pope
Your pope can't help u now
U got no hope
Got u in my scope
Com,e on
All u wanna do is talk
Come on call the cops
Call b*t*h
I'm not afraid
Not afraid of no po-po
Oh
I'm not afraid
Yeah
You are tho
I know
I got u shaking in your boot
Oh
Did i hurt your feelings
B*t*h your crying
Yeah
U crying
B*t*hes be lying
U be snitching
Come on
Ur on the ground
U be crying
Bro what happened
(what happened)
What happened to the thug
The tough guy
What happened
U were acting all tough
Calling yourself a thug
Bro u fake.'
Like drake
U a phony
A poser
A loser
Bro u need to cope
Cope with the facts
Your. not no thug
Yeah
Your not a thug
U be looking like a pug
Your not a thug
Your on the ground crying
U be lying
Bro u crying like a b*t*h, b*t*h
U be calling your self a thug
Your soft b*t*h
U ant no thug
Might be a pug
Calling yourself a thug
Looking like a pug
B*t*h u no thug
U a f**king pug
Your soft
B*t*h u week
Ur not a thug
Looking like a f**king rug
B*t*h u drooling like a pug
U like a bug
B*t*h u need to put the shut to the up
Before u get mugged
U no thug
U a phony
A poser
A loser
Hit
U tried to hid it
Like Victoria
Now your secret out
Now they all know sport
U got your panties in a bunch
Oh
How u like me now
Got all these girls in my D.M
Were your D.M at
Oh wait
I don't give a dam
No one ever text u
Aye
B*t*h u always lying
Now they know
Now your a** on the ground
Crying
U sounding like a b*t*h, b*t*h
Cuz u be lying
Telling everyone u a thug
But your not
U look like a rug
Drooling like a pug
Ur a phony
All u do is lie
U on the ground crying
Crying like a lil b*t*h..
U sound like a b*t*h, b*t*h
U belong in a ditch
Bro i know
U need to cope
Cope with the fact
B*t*h your a phony
Your time is up
Its over
B*t*h your finished.,
Your outta here
Bro are u stupid
Estúpido
What language do i have to say it
For u to hear me clearly
B*t*h ur shows over
Got canceled
U f**ken failed
B*t*h its over
Wish i could say sorry
Wish i could say will miss u
Wish i could say u had a good run
But b*t*h
We all know u didn't
U just got lucky some how
B*t*h without dray
U nothing
Sh*t
All u do is take credit for the songs dray wrote
He the real rapper
U just the b*t*h, b*t*h
Bro u f**ken failed
Get outta here
Get outta my face
U a failure at life
B*t*h u railed hip hop
U failed rap
Now get out my face
U always be talking sh*t
Bro u were named after a candy
B*t*h i'm Drako
I was named after a gangster
They call me the prodigy
B*t*h how could i loo up to u
Your 5.8
I'm 5.10
B*t*h your under me
This is my time
B*t*h get outta my face
I;'me rising to the top
U talk about being on the top
Okay
Come on
This is my rise to the top
F**k u Eminem
I'm rising to the top
