Top Of The World by XV Lyrics
These are leftovers but know
That I ain't foilin' my dreams
Ain't from Britain but my talent
Made me boil in the Seam
The day I flow, I go to FAO and
Toy with everything, from the dirt, and now
Them haters soil in they jeans
I'm fully on my bully shit, boy that nigga mean
Drop a domino with all the flows it triggers everything
Fuck all black, I'm layin' low and ghillie everything
Comin' at they neck, like a set of guillotines
A better metaphor would be a porno set routine
Watch me fuck up this game and see the choices that it brings
Lay that honey down, moisten everything between
And I know she want the D, but she coy with everything
Legend put me on smash, drop this on they blog-ass
Bootleggin' gunner try to sling it, arm cast
And ain't no love in the heart of the city but I'm still
Searchin' for it like a VH1 Broadcast, I ask, Freshmen
Class are you seein', this is what it mean to spit
Gmail and cc the shit, flyer than Aladdin's carpet, never
Got my Genie wish, you got yo game Genie on
I ain't with the cheatin' bitch
I'm sayin' what remains to be unsaid
I am hip-hop, like a cool dude on one leg
I will flip rocks and tell you everything my gun did
Talk about breezin' through women like a sun dress
Am I wrong that is all I hear in songs...MONEY BLOWIN, GIRLS
And my radio's on, where is yours at? I dont make it rain so quit
Checkin' on my forecast, Oscar Grouch is mad
I put out more trash
Over flood the city, this is Vizzy
You ain't get a ring cause I am gettin busy
Price of fame, askin what it cost
Biggest mysteries are
Why ain't Vizzy signed and what is happenin on Lost
I be at the temple
Overcame the flames like Jack Be Nimble
Shinin over my city like the Batman symbol
Marchin' band, drums
Crowd applause, crashin cymbals
Huh givin' bitches
Kisses with a pack of thimbles uh yeah
Peter Pan and pepper pots
Captain Hook should check his watch
Flippin lids, where's the jock?
Goin in, Stonehenge flow, everywhere I rock
Who need elevators when these haters just use stairs a lot
Until the day they say "That is where the exit is"
Execute and excellence
Nigga what's a Freshmen list
I will etch my name into every single desk there is
Until the world knows who XV is
Vizzy
That I ain't foilin' my dreams
Ain't from Britain but my talent
Made me boil in the Seam
The day I flow, I go to FAO and
Toy with everything, from the dirt, and now
Them haters soil in they jeans
I'm fully on my bully shit, boy that nigga mean
Drop a domino with all the flows it triggers everything
Fuck all black, I'm layin' low and ghillie everything
Comin' at they neck, like a set of guillotines
A better metaphor would be a porno set routine
Watch me fuck up this game and see the choices that it brings
Lay that honey down, moisten everything between
And I know she want the D, but she coy with everything
Legend put me on smash, drop this on they blog-ass
Bootleggin' gunner try to sling it, arm cast
And ain't no love in the heart of the city but I'm still
Searchin' for it like a VH1 Broadcast, I ask, Freshmen
Class are you seein', this is what it mean to spit
Gmail and cc the shit, flyer than Aladdin's carpet, never
Got my Genie wish, you got yo game Genie on
I ain't with the cheatin' bitch
I'm sayin' what remains to be unsaid
I am hip-hop, like a cool dude on one leg
I will flip rocks and tell you everything my gun did
Talk about breezin' through women like a sun dress
Am I wrong that is all I hear in songs...MONEY BLOWIN, GIRLS
And my radio's on, where is yours at? I dont make it rain so quit
Checkin' on my forecast, Oscar Grouch is mad
I put out more trash
Over flood the city, this is Vizzy
You ain't get a ring cause I am gettin busy
Price of fame, askin what it cost
Biggest mysteries are
Why ain't Vizzy signed and what is happenin on Lost
I be at the temple
Overcame the flames like Jack Be Nimble
Shinin over my city like the Batman symbol
Marchin' band, drums
Crowd applause, crashin cymbals
Huh givin' bitches
Kisses with a pack of thimbles uh yeah
Peter Pan and pepper pots
Captain Hook should check his watch
Flippin lids, where's the jock?
Goin in, Stonehenge flow, everywhere I rock
Who need elevators when these haters just use stairs a lot
Until the day they say "That is where the exit is"
Execute and excellence
Nigga what's a Freshmen list
I will etch my name into every single desk there is
Until the world knows who XV is
Vizzy