Top Shelf - Eska Essence

Straight out of the scum straight out of the slum (Broke street lights and blunts Ice cream trucks and guns) Straight out of the slum straight out of the scum (Broke street lights and blunts Ice cream trucks and guns) Trying to run that walk hollow bodies drop yeah I got my aim on lock (Trying to match up reach up) Trying to run that walk hollow bodies drop yeah I got my aim on lock (Trying to match up reach up) I'm on some carnage gore I want to see some bodies blow These talking hoes are stepping toes and they ain't tryna see me go I'll fuck around and do some shit I won't believe it either Looking for attention in the wrong direction yall should take a breather I'm city wide you're city lies rappers now defined by the likes Yet the tickets at the door say otherwise Shout out to the O the rest of yall could eat a dick We be rocking show so you could step up to my clique Baby stepping proudly truly building though Play my tape inside your office watch the building blow riding low Even when these hoes is tryna drown me I hold my own I'm so ahead of life this world this old You keep my steps in sight I'm flattered Just for that today I'm smoking fatter If you wait what you portray the shit you talk ain't matter Getting served without a platter Fuck a dream I'm living real Told her that philosophy and now she tryna cop a feel Life be getting way too real when I chief a bunch I feel the fuckery around so yall can miss me much Your odor kind of fishy kind of like a bitch I hang with nothing but them young thugs like the gang was rich Flying overheads like the name was Birdman Yall ain't really call it rap if yall ain't getting now one mad aww mann I hope you ain't slip ill catch you on the flip Set you with a flirt she that fuck you with a drip (AAAHHH) In the drop top whip fuck a hot box wilding out Hot like black rocks serving other bodies drugging out Swerving all the skeemy hoes like my city puddle holes Douchey with the scumbag Squad fuck what you propose Dirty mothafucka from the dirty note crew Heavyweight gorilla flow that leave you gassed up like a Jew Shout out to the homie spliff harder than my stiff smoke you like a spliff Numb you like to sniff throw you off a cliff And you ain't even see it coming yea we running up I heard talk is cheap around the corner that's wassup Overwhelmed with opinions and contradictions so I'm out with the sickest Spokenly fittest yall playing quidditch yall should just quit it Now on another note I'm on another note Cruel Deville Shout out to the fool that's catching feels My play is real Ill do your girl in heels I seen the way she seen me I told you I play for keeps u didn't believe me Class is now in session no rapper is exception The green light goes to all of yall like Ynoe said we after all of yall Blessed coast my city looking like a circus with you jokes You ain't beef this a weenie Roast At your show acting loud who tryna squabble Knock you with my chain go back inside the show start acting louder And fuck you mean you ain't heard of me though Three nine seven seven till you catch me snorting gold without my migos

Ooo Yeah, we choppin' up that smelly Before we hit the roof, we rip the illy Okey, dokey, gassed up Post up on a rooftop Smokey, smokey rasta Sippin' on a juice box It's always sunny, don't need a raincoat Just roll the blunt with drizzled honey Need some mango and let the pain go It's Sunday afternoon and I got nothing on my mind I just want another spliff and smoke it, smoke it till I'm high I just want roll with my windows down We gon take a ride downtown and maybe we can smoke (smoke, smoke) We got nowhere to go (go, go) Just a couple kids in the hills up in Hollywood Post up in the whip, rollin' a backwood Maybe we can smoke (smoke, smoke) We got nowhere to go (go, go) I'm waking up to hotbox Damn, I can't see nothing Cloudy with no sunny day Turn up, now we bumpin' Drop the top and we dippin' out Cop the crop and we whipping now Lock and load and we done exploded Fold the bill, she drippin' now She said, "Where you wanna go I got all this weed to smoke" Baby, I just wanna roll Hold it, hold it, let it go We been whippin' down the coast Sun be shining through the roof Now we livin' on the road, yeah I just want roll with my windows down We gon take a ride downtown and maybe we can smoke (smoke, smoke) We got nowhere to go (go, go) Just a couple kids in the hills up in Hollywood Post up in the whip rollin a backwood Maybe we can smoke (smoke, smoke) We got nowhere to go (go, go) Yo, yo Let me get a sip of that water I'm feeling dehydrated Oh, the east side made it to the west side Faded on the beach side jaded from the tree like Sippin water even thought it seem out dated Dispensaries and Hennessey vanishing the memories Brain cells droppin' like the Kennedy's Choking on the remedies Honey bee lemon G's surrounded by serenity Peaceful in parentheses 'Cause inside I be going crazy Nostalgia on my mind Miss daffodils and daisies I miss the summertime Every time the summer dies Missin' on my summer sweet she be off with other guys Missin' livin' sunny side Missin' all the summer highs Waiting for tomorrow 'cause they Promised me the sun will rise, but fuck

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Outerspace, nigga! I'mma beat your asses Warchild, Planetary I came, to take the world by storm Transform every word, put my life in the song It don't really matter if it's right or it's wrong You gon' feel what we do when the mic's turned on Gonna, surrender your life, we ready to fight Like King Syze spit heavy on mics, any of hype is over Street's cobra, free souljah, in to take the streets over We told you, nigga, don't ever disrespect our click Get found in the ditch, with your son and ya bitch Cause I'm expected by fame, we proven murderers Top shelf verbalists with words I spit It's simple, instrumentals get scared to hear me I can nose write though, I got potential clearly I'm from Philladel, the place where the streets is watching And getting your ass whooped is the only option Get up! Throw your hands in the air or shut up Me and your atmosphere, yo what up? Something for the DJ to scratch, you're caught up Babygrande is the label that pays me Just any beat ain't gonna amaze me All to my days be, you grind up Let me find out yo that we're twins Maybe there's a equal of space 90 miles seperate Philly from the atmo Who clam they came, it must be how they Snapple Or work whole day, make the X go Everytime I'mma hit you, I just go I'm a radical, just medical, I'm a terror Flat bring hot weather, ya get to that? Anyone deal with that, gon' bust Three balls in my area, I'm gon' pop When this world gonna find my whole proton??? Barried under??? but it still the kill Fronting any other??? was a threat, better yet They raised up my statue, at least once I'mma catch you Other times it might be another by the rhyme If that's the case, man it's going outerspace I came, to take the world away Long time anticipated so the world awakes Strong arm affiliated, watch what you say To a fifth executioners, East PA Play game off the chain, that's the least to say Spit flames off the brain, cause we don't play Keep my dawgs 'profaso', we don't stray If the cooking to ya numb heads, we don't lay Put rocks in this bitch, from NY to Philly Told the block when it rained, I'd like to keep it filthiest War, hell is out not even the beast can kill me Starving artist on the mic, only a feast can fill me OS reigns supreme, and y'all can hate on it Your dudes ain't crunk, if you can't stay on it Your beats still not, if you can't break on it And the track ain't played unless you put Space on it