[Verse One: DJ Daggerz] Top shelf like that cereal box, the people want a cut I can give em' an ox// X'd out your name, put mine on top, you know what time it is like a Rolex watch// Situations turn sticky, that's like Scotch, loud turn sticky, that's like Scotch// Shout out to me, that's mad props, Shout out to me that's mad props// Just to prove to competition that I'm still on top// I'm like the little engine that could, that's straight off the block// In ghetto America, no particular spot, American Muscle car no particular drop// This where the line drawn, no particular dots// Protected like before the magnum popped// I shine like Pledge off the counter tops// Word as bond like Bron, I hope ya album flop// Word as bond like Bosh, ya wrist snap a lot// And ain't talking about shooting no ball// You hold no weight at all, when it comes to D weighed on the scale you fraud// I rebel against the law, ain't gone throw me against no wall// I gone sick me with no dogs, I'm the sickness and the cure BOW!!!!!// Copyright © 2015 Z.E.N. ST Publishing. All Rights Reserved