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You're the Top

Fred Hersch

Songs Without Words

2001

You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart

really busy
Hit the E-Way, do the dash, now I'm in Liberty City
In the Wild Wild West, boy, you gotta keep a glizzy
Sellin' Za by the 3-5, goin' for the 60

lay claim to whatever we find
This new land is ours
This new land is ours
We'll take the west
We'll take the west
Sand and wind
Punished by lightning

I come from the block
Where I’m from is so ghetto
At the graveyard
Champagne and rose petals
Niggas will take your top off
If you too thorough
Gotta

Let it be consumed by You (Ooh)

Cause all I want is You (Ooh)



Say breathe on us

Breathe on us

All consuming fire

Ignite our hearts

With

get rich
Don't care about a
Let ya'll finish that
Gotta Hustle little smarter cause it's hard to get by
Crime do pay till you doing that time
Lately I

certain of is nothing is for certain

Yeah, the sun rose from the west,
Suspended over pyramids the sun never Set
Rose-tinted glasses but the roses are red

Compton

Dr. Dre

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

crack that case, ten bottles of Rosé
This was brought to you by Dre
Now every motherfucker in here say
"Look who's responsible for taking Compton

AND CONCRETE STONES...

BLACK ROSES BY PILES OF POOP...
WHILE PEOPLE LOOT...
AND, THEY ALL STANDIN IN THE STREET JUST READY TO SHOOT...

WHERE MY DOGG AT...

You're the Top

Marcus Roberts

Cole After Midnight

2001

You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart

arrived at
An old pavement
Oh
I just wanna come home
I just wanna come home
You took me to the roses road
My heart in row
Would you take the bow, oh?
Hit by

You're the Top

Maggie Worsdale

The Best Is Yet to Come

2001

You're the Coliseum. 
You're the top! 
You're the Louver Museum. 
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss 
You're a Bendel bonnet, 
A Shakespeare's

of courtin'
When you head lay upon my breast?
You could make me believe by
The fallin' of your arms
That the sun rose in the west

Come, all ye fair and tender

mothafuckers be juggin' just to get by
You can find me and my homies on the West side
Yeah you know that that's right
Yeah, and I ain't never been a lick
I

Tattoo my mom face as portrait
She sing along like a chorus
I’m by myself like a orphan
Buzz in her nest like a hornet
Blasting off high I’m a rocket
Dawg

(Bow, bow, bow)
Nigga know we big opps
That’s why we steady dunking them (We dunking them)
I’m tryna break that hoe back
Send her by her nigga nem (Bitch

being sobers no fun
I'm surrounded by 33, bitches and they on one
The way she moving her body that shit is going dumb
Ass bouncing up like hydraulics she

top off, getting topped off
By yo bitch what you thought though?
When it comes to the gwap
20's, 50's, hundos
Need it pronto
Blunt smoke
Run hoe
Bust

exceptionally
I be tithing out here by myself, spending them Godly checks
I represent West Baltimore, R.I.P. ScootaUpNext (UpNext!)
Negus say Im dickriding, whole

Started in the west, under the rain, it's not a test
33 on the plate ah you'll get no rest
Doing our thing by any means that's what it is
Put

off

through the mist of disease silly stranger...

you will be deceived by that grove!

LiAlveL of TMT: I: 11, II: 22, III: 33

[Oze:]

Defeat

by far
Expand your mind mami hope in the car
Lets turn it up cause I'm ROLLIN we CHOKIN
On Gelato 33 we SMOKIN just left the cookies shop
Blowin with

Look it’s a lotta things change
Now she call me Rob Ace by my government name
And I fuck off money on my brothers with fame
And I smoke fat blunts

touchdowns
Said he treat em like gold
Back to back to back to back to back superbowls
Danger russ
We got weapons all around
Angry runs by 33
They can't get em