[Verse 1: Dilla]
Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from goin under my seat, to get it
And uhm, niggas in their crew sayin I'm the bullshit in this side
Guess that's the reason ya'll niggas stay cashless
It's a shame to y'all to watch ya - back
And niggas don't know jack about a cashflow
I'm sick of niggas poppin up in my crib all unanounced and shit
Got me duckin, dodgin under the fuckin matress and uhm
Its time to address these niggas that know my address
And this nigga don't take no mess, call me papa boy
These prince niggas always showin they ass for nothin
And ain't never around when shit starts jumpin off...
Get lost boy and about to get that ass bust the fuck back
Whеn the S start to act up boy, you don't know how to act
Act, act, act
Ke-keep rising to the top
[Hook]
And my mind say
Keep it on
Rockin this bеat, ya'll
You don't stop keep it on
You know I got ya'll
[Verse 2: T3]
Counterfeit niggas be runnin;
Tryin to take shit or money that wasn't yours in the first place
You know how wild it gets in my wallet
You know how wild it gets
You know my money flips in my uhh
That's what my wallet gets, 100 dollar
And then turn the shit in then polish it
Cremate and tarnish it and then - you're not a part of it
If you get caught up in this - you're just a participant
You can't claim of this or take blame of this
Particularly these bitches get stitches
Son it just, gets ridiculous
Relentlessly delicious - 'til these niggas
Transform niggas, to un niggas, the anti also non-niggas
Keep on
Ke-ke-ke-keep rising to the top
[Hook]
And my mind say...
Keep it on
Rockin this beat, ya'll
You don't stop keep it on
You know I got ya'll
[Verse 3: Baatin]
You either love em, leave 'em
Lynch 'em, penitentiary 'em, diss 'em, kiss 'em
Are you eligible to be my lapdancer, did you know
I used to be a bachelor, with a widow, who slept with a dildo
I never get sentimental when I put up enough
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I (ke-ke-ke-keep rising) - piss
Because I never had no new apparel
As a fellow member of the mellow level
When it comes to sexual ecstacy I get a medal
Ke-ke-ke-keep rising to the top
[Hook]
And my mind say...
Keep it on
Rockin this beat, ya'll
You don't stop keep it on
You know I got ya'll
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