Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song To The Top, artist - Ja Rule. Album song PIL 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.02.2012
Record label: Mpire
Song language: English
To The Top |
| If I got before I wake, they can say I never did it |
| A lot of these niggers ain’t gon' never say they did it |
| Like abbreviated words it just feel like something’s missing |
| I can dig it I concur you might get me if you listen |
| Prefer to be different so gifted, I’m cursed |
| No mystery, I’m first |
| Fuck what he said, image rather exquisite |
| Nigger never seen that before John Cooper |
| The glass roof in that look like can spin that |
| It’s publicity, statue wish you rather rapping |
| Window tints there, he must be an athlete |
| No nigger it’s just lil' ol' me |
| Ah you and me old beef is gon' be |
| My life is Kobain, meaning I OD |
| And speak my mind like fuck the police |
| Cause they should scream |
| Wait, let Rule be, let’s start shooting straight to the tope |
| Heading to the top |
| Keep them rocking till the sun gon' drop |
| Keep spending money cause I got it so much |
| Club banger make them all show up |
| It ain’t a sign of slowing down cause we’re going straight to the top |
| Chain swinging, hanging low to the top |
| Keep sipping if you going to the top |
| Can’t stop going straight to the top |
| Meet me at the teepee we’re going to the top |
| If I never catch a breakfast because I can’t broken |
| Never give a hope, if I did that would be hopeless |
| Never wanna loose focus, I’m a visionary |
| I see far, I can see if the savants can expose it |
| Why go Brooklyn naming that position on me |
| Save a secondary, commentary witness, gossip, you overhear it |
| Damn canaries, you can hear them singing |
| Rock tombs like the stones that makes your spirits |
| This ain’t just Sundance, this is real shit |
| In my presence to walk you should feel privileged |
| So arrogant yea so confident |
| I send books to them, I can’t tell the difference |
| Muah, kiss myself, Gene Simons |
| Sometimes I get high, my sky has no limits |
| And why should it, one minute walk on the moon |
| It’s the beautiful stars |
| Baby meet me at the top |
| Keep them rocking till the sun gon' drop |
| Keep spending money cause I got it so much |
| Club banger make them all show up |
| It ain’t a sign of slowing down cause we’re going straight to the top |
| Chain swinging, hanging low to the top |
| Keep sipping if you going to the top |
| Can’t stop going straight to the top |
| Meet me at the teepee we’re going to the top |
| Today I’m driving cruising down town |
| And it’s eight till night the Eiffel Tower we ain’t drunk yet |
| Shout it to my niggers from F to E |
| Bring it back to the east coast and party like we been here |
| We throwing hundreds we throwing twenty’s |
| We got the whole motherfucking club jumping |
| We ain’t running, we see ‘em coming |
| We at the top so we don’t give a fuck |
| Keep them rocking till the sun gonna drop |
| Keep spending money cause I got it so much |
| Club banger make them all show up |
| Ain’t a sign it’s going down cause we’re going straight to the top |
| Chain swinging, hanging low to the top |
| Keep sipping if you going to the top |
| Can’t stop going straight to the top |
| Meet me at the teepee we’re going to the top |