K-Rino - Top of the Hill lyrics

[Intro] Still sittin' at the top of the hill Just to show we still do it like we do it [Verse: K-Rino]] Two seconds after you hate me, I'm all in yo' face K-Rino is harder to beat than a dope case I'm moving faster than you do at my slow pace I thought your tongue was chopped out cause you got no taste A year of practice couldn't keep you out the loser bracket The only game that you can beat me at is who's the wackest I'ma keep bringing this heat til my bread's deep Once I k** the track, it's just like ya daddy, you're dead beat What made you think that you could duplicate my whole verse He so stupid he was on second and stole first I froze jerks with 20 below cold bursts Take off my belt and whoop your a** until your soul hurts Don't let me catch you with your chest exposed My lyrics are more colourful than Westbrook's clothes What you flow is so worthless like a ring with no rocks in it My work is timeless like a house with no clocks in it To come against me, man, you know that he wrong That's like tryna send a text message on a Rotary phone You sounding weak I don't need you in my circle, you a clown to me You like my upstairs neighbour, you ain't down with me A nice dude in real life but on the mic feared My rap style's dirty and rough like your wife's beard Trusting you to write some heat would be very hard I'd rather trust a dope fiend with my credit card I'm an impossible deep topical obstacle I even study weak rappers so I can know what not to do I heard about his feminine ways just from word of mouth Punched him in his sternum and some breast milk squirted out That's what you get for all the tripping and casting suspicion Give you more problems than a pissed off mathematician You put me in a bad mood when you perform The doctors and the nurses even booed when you was born What's up now, you was talking now you copping out I glued your lips to your eyes and make you watch your mouth Repeat what I said, that's heat to your head You'll be trying to recover like changing the sheets on the bed Started to give you some advice but I'll just keep it instead I went so hard when I was through, the Grim Reaper was dead I laugh when you say you gangster, not the way you bust Like weak songs on the radio; you play too much What you said was kind of lame that's why you didn't wanna claim I must need to be potty trained cause I keep sh**ting on the game Been laying low but my dominance is fast emerging I'm the best and you gon' have to face it like a plastic surgeon I hurt shows, murk foes with my worst flows I stay laying rappers out like they were church clothes I walk 'em down like dirt roads till they flatline Our shows was at the same time but your people was at mine The day I came into the game, that's when it got live I bet that you ain't even in your own top five Every clown on your record label was left for dead Stomped these rappers in the dome twice, I'm two steps ahead I take your card, bread and drive all paid He was walking home mad, he has side-walk rage My hands red, call me K-Rino, the human ant bed I run my foot straight through ya like a pants leg You said you'll fix it so I'll never get loot I'ma make you swallow those words like alphabet soup, now Might wanna hide till the problems get rectified I'll step your a** to the side like the electric slide The boldest lyric, I'm sure to spit it I'm cold enough to throw myself a surprise party and not know I did it I'll piledrive ya through the dirt, you'll never resurface You're worthless, you couldn't even afford my free verses You wanna talk and slander Better keep that sh** to yourself like a baby wearing a pamper Need to change your wardrobe fool and dumb your dancer Before they jam your whole album, they'd rather bump my sampler Trick, where you stay, text me your address, we can go today Your best work can't match the songs that I throw away Let's get it on and I'ma spank your like your father do I would say "Loser gotta wear a dress" but that wouldn't bother you