To the Top Songtext
von Bizzy Bone

The top, t-t-the top
We goin′ to the top, t-t-the top
We goin' to the block, t-t-the block
We goin′ to the block, t-t-the block

Baby, let me tell you just exactly where we goin' with it
To the top, t-t-the top
We goin' to the top, t-t-the top
We goin′ to the top, t-t-the top
Baby, let me tell you just exactly where we goin′ with it
To the block, t-t-the block
We goin' to the block, t-t-the block
We goin′ to the block, t-t-the block


Hey, miss get in my business, wanna be publicist, huh?
Callin' my people, tryin′ to get info from her
I don't even know you, can′t even speak to you, huh
You are just a demon, can't even peep in your world
Hey, miss computer hacker, you got no husband to love
Talkin' a bunch of men and shit, you just need you a hug
You fifty-seven, tryin′ to hang with the young
Hey, little pagan woman, you just a girl in my world, enough
Quit callin′ family, I'm on my dammy, you know
You bother my brother, yeah, brother Illyon
Illyon Capone, so sick of hearin′ your voice
That he put you on mute and continues to grind with boys
Hey, miss computer hacker, hey, miss slacker in school-a
You're meeting your teacher, I′m slappin' you with my ruler
You could never fool us and never do us so dumb
That we believe in you, you know where we come from, come from
I hear you callin′, we don't owe you no damn money
And all them hoes, crew I fired was done 'cause they was phony
As we rise again, you can′t surmise on this wise
It ain′t no waltzin' in, no matter complainin′ or cry

Baby, let me tell you just exactly where we goin' with it
To the top, t-t-the top
We goin′ to the top, t-t-the top
We goin' to the top, t-t-the top
Baby, let me tell you just exactly where we goin′ with it
To the block, t-t-the block
We goin' to the block, t-t-the block
We goin' to the block, t-t-the block


I′ma tell you super-size my fries, my sandwich is poker
Got a problem with my brother, don′t you fuck with Q Loka
Smoke you, out of your panties and out of your hoes
And choke you, out of your nooks and your crannies and even the flows
You get a swift blow, blow, Bizzy Bone's my name
Allah, my master, I′m your slave, please keep me safe in this game
So as they runnin', tryin′ to sabotage our goal and our aim
They tryin' to defame and frame, and the real family remain
You can call me insane, a whole ′nother plane on y'all
As-salamu alaykum, keep them Muslims on call
You could never fool us and never do us so dumb
That we believe in you, you know where we come from, come from

Baby, let me tell you just exactly where we goin' with it
To the top, t-t-the top
We goin′ to the top, t-t-the top
We goin′ to the top, t-t-the top
Baby, let me tell you just exactly where we goin' with it
To the block, t-t-the block
We goin′ to the block, t-t-the block
We goin' to the block, t-t-the block

I can′t even belch, now give me milk and I'd welch
You don′t understand my words 'cause you need help
Hey, miss computer hacker, here go a song for you
So my friends on the internet know that I'm still true
Bitch, I am so cool, why would you test me as such?
And if I was your friend, I′d make you love me so much
But since I don′t want nothin' to do with you, you turn to a plot
And if you makin′ money, it's funny, you tryin′ to stop what I got
Punk bitch
Punk bitch