Fakts One - Top of the Food Chain (Radio) lyrics

[Intro: Sample with Fakts One Scratches and Poison Pen] [Sample with Fakts One Scratches] “Hold it now” - [?] “Poison” - [?] [Poison Pen] Yo. Yeah. It's like this. Yo. Check, check, yo. Poison Pen. Stronghold 3. Yeah. “Top of the Food Chain.” It's like this. Yo. Yo [Verse 1: Poison Pen] Poison Pen for you ballers and bammers Walked up in the spot. Metal detectors went bananas (Stronghold!) It's Bronx swinging—give me dap ‘til my palm stinging Grab your b**h and make a p**n feature Come out your mouth? That's a nice shirt to bleed on We only use your wax to f**ing roll trees on (f**! f**! f**!) You're wack. Your block and your street n***as so p**y, they don't speak—they queef. When we run sh** We Stronghold sh**. I need a chain I can jump rope with And Bed Stuy got ‘em Word, I'm like Zeus without the eye problem Suge Knight without the bald spot [?] landmarks is chicken spots Even little tots got they eyes on your necklace My life is this flick—y'all are extras I dealt with more blocks than Tetris We perfectionists And wouldn't have it any other way (Keep talking lip) I'll bend your knee the other way. n***as talking ‘bout schemes? They never been to the out. f** with me Our comb break the skin on your scalp Been in this too long to ask for help—I'm dolo Can somebody tell these h*mos that they lost they mojo? I'm like the jailhouse photo With your fam, showing tats in the rap room Cherish that for life That's what I put on my mic (Yeah!) [Hook: Poison Pen] Guzzling Easy Jesus while they squeezing ninas You better? Then please defeat us Ladies just tease and squeeze us—they pleased to meet us Top of the food chain and still chewing bottom feeders My tongue mutilate modern English. I'm from the sideway heaters Always comment on your silent beepers It ain't no joke. Baby, the bed is broke Just holla out my window if you tryin' to reach us [Verse 2: Poison Pen and C-Rayz Walz] [Poison Pen] Sorry, I can't help being rowdy Walk up in the kitchen, nearly bump errybody Sway to the left, flip a little. Yo, my G's too advanced Children started flocking ‘cause they thought he was in dance [?], son. You know who we are We might just try to play Saluchi with your car [C-Rayz Walz] Yeah, god. We next to the bar like CEOs And if you scheme, my team is sure to get you hit like free throws You know how we go. Patient at what we do Hating on your PlayStation 2, yelling “[?]” In the hood like most phones—off the hook Out of order where a token equals six quarter waters We push units. What you move could get you petty life In the game where n***as lose weight like Kelly Price Strongholding. "Shine" on every song chosen “Hectic” when we roll through like avalanches My snowmen cold ‘til it's lights out Or we like Eskimos with no house keys—iced out [Poison Pen] We don't battle—we mic joust Y'all dickheads don't live in houses—y'all live a lifestyle We tight, foul like uncle in your mom's titty sauce Seeing me's one thing. How you getting through war? You getting fried You get [rap?]—means I'm blacking your pretty eyes [Pen's fienders?]. You small b**h, I run up in your [?] ingenious [Hook: Poison Pen] Guzzling Easy Jesus while they squeezing ninas You better? Please defeat us Ladies just tease and squeeze us—they pleased to meet us Top of the food chain and still chewing bottom feeders My tongue mutilate modern English. I'm from the sideway heaters Always comment on your silent beepers It ain't no joke. Baby, the bed is broke Just holla out my window if you tryin' to reach us [Outro: Sample with Fakts One Scratches and Poison Pen] [Sample with Fakts One Scratches] “Poison” - [?] [Poison Pen] Stronghold 5. Check out the young kid. “Top of the Food Chain.” Strongholding. Emvees [?]. And they rock like that. Fakts One on the track. Yeah