Ghetts - Top 3 Selected (Remix) lyrics

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Ghetts - Top 3 Selected (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Kano] Look, I'm top selected, you're not respected Not affected by any MC with an ego We won't eat for breakfast To be top 3, gotta meet the checklist At least two CDs in the shop (check) Channel U, Base, Kiss and Box (check) Three cla**ic underground songs (check) Merk any MC on the spot (check) n***a I'm top 3 selected Flows are innovative, beats are hectic Been the best in the underground But the overground now I got respect in Not interested in half of them kids You sound like D and do what Ghetts did n***a, this is my full tape That's why that gold plaque's hanging up in my hallway Not investing Any more time in rhymes I done wrote And you remixed it Yeah n***a, I'm representing London town, yeah it's domestic No muscle but still hold weight n***a I love the jobs you hate I spray that sh** Record it, you play that sh** And be like f**, Kano did it again That they must take a million men To cop my CD, went from HMV Straight to the n***as in HMP G, everyone knows I'm top 3 I'm probably 2 or 1 And if you don't agree, they gotta be phony or dumb Cause I been on top since Romeo dunn [Verse 2: Scorcher] I'm back with a vengeance I'm here in the cla** of '07, I'm back in attendance You n***as better head back for the entrance The underground's mine I can go mainstream too, I got a handsome resemblance To my cousin Sin For those who don't know Whitey, I f** with them But back to the best flow I'mma deliver you the crack from the get-go Check the wordplay The content, the concept And I ain't breaking a sweat yet I'm established out here And I ain't even a vet yet I'mma do this like Jason or Ghetts it And I'm gone like say I'm on a runway Make big beats on a Saturday Oscars spray em on a Sunday Lord wanna play em on a Monday Press the bu*ton with the bomb When I'm on that stage my little brother's not on And I put T straight on from the day that I got on I'm CV, no way I've forgotten Cause I still got love for my old friends And I still sell d** in my old ends Couple of n***as have got MySpaces talking sh** But it's not nuttin', I fold them [Hook: Ghetts] Top 3 selected, six MCs So you know three have gotta be rejected Who's gonna be elected? It's so close, let the road talk Top 3 selected, six MCs So you know three have gotta be rejected Who's gonna be elected? It's so close, let the road talk [Verse 3: Devlin] Who would've expected top 3 selected? I'm septic, need the whole scene disinfected Electives will ruin your collectives Watch like detectives, I'll show you a reckless perspective Due to years of being unsigned, neglected While these other MCs get big? I don't believe in that so I'm a skeptic A hectic diabetic, not an epileptic Another notch on my climb to the top Left them at the bottom on the rocks Rolled past, now my boys wanna shot in on your blocks Yutes can't hold it up like an old man's willy when it flops You silly little co*ks, know that it's top 3 Straight out the top drawer, I could get hot Like a mealy when it pops They could get dropped like Beckham from the squad And they reckon that they're gods With a constant cannabis-smoking criminal nature Love my party but hate Labour Cause of when they tax and degrade ya Till you're bank-robbed with no paper And then you wanna start doing robberies Until you get on top of the economy And then take your [?] away on holiday These mugs don't bother me, I'm used to controversy And these guys just can't deny quality [Verse 4: Wretch 32] Without a spliff, star, I'm the best with the rhymes I'm destined to shine I even got cats investing in lines So when I pressed my mixtape I should've got charged with intent to supply I move CDs, I can jet, star It's my intention to fly You can't take off with your bait songs Look, I'm capital O Original I'm the man with the flow that's lyrical I'm top 3 selected n***as keep getting their top seat rejected They did not meet the Wretch list I ain't gonna say I'm the best Learn From My Mixtape, just saving my breath And if you don't get Ps when you see me The least you can do is pay me respect Or play me on sets, look I'm top 10 dead or alive You're not Wretch nor poetic or fly God said "who's better with lines?" They were like "Docherty", honestly Look, I've been through two so one I've gotta be I'm Wretch, yeah [Hook: Ghetts] Top 3 selected, six MCs So you know three have gotta be rejected Who's gonna be elected? It's so close, let the road talk Top 3 selected, six MCs So you know three have gotta be rejected Who's gonna be elected? It's so close, let the road talk [Verse 5: Durrty Goodz] Look, you write bars I think 'em in the head Sync 'em on a riddim deliver 'em on a regs Follow my gen and bare awkward [?] what I said and you Act feminine like women up in the bed [Verse 6: Ghetts] [Hook: Ghetts] Top 3 selected, six MCs So you know three have gotta be rejected Who's gonna be elected? It's so close, let the road talk Top 3 selected, six MCs So you know three have gotta be rejected Who's gonna be elected? It's so close, let the road talk