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top dollar (clean) - raidermen lyrics

raidermen * “top dollar”
[emcee(s): stex and g*blass]
[producer(s): charlemagne, g*blass, and stex]
[scratches: dj finesse]

[intro: stex and (g*blass)]
one, two, three (raidermen)
in the place to be. as it is plain
to see (raidermen), i am stex emcee
my man g*blass on the side of me (word up). my man
finesse on the wheels of steel (yeah), and we gon’ show you how
we get the top dollar

[verse 1: stex and (g*blass)]
who are we? (raidermen). yo, what we do? (play to win)
making heads spin like a fifth of straight gin, styles
hot like nuclear reactors, strong like tractors
steel*packers, used to pull the acuras
putting punks in a sleeper, blowing like cheap
speakers. you’re losers, we’re keepers, tracking you down
like beepers. rocking spots, we’re top*notch, got
cops on block watch. your whole style’s botched. foundation
like rock, steel, and iron, avoiding sirens
hearts of lions, the odds we’re defying
loosen up tight spots like spanish and pliers
certified head*flyers rolling like truck
tires, snuffing t**th, returning beef into
chopped meat. charlemagne beats with lyrical treats

[hook: g*blass, (stex), and {samples with scratches by dj finesse}]
we got
styles for you to follow (uh huh), get the top dollar (yeah)
rock the gold collar (whoo!) together ‘til the end
the raidermen play to win, so let the drama begin
{“g’s like leaves on trees, man”} yeah, now check it out now. we got
styles for you to follow, get the top dollar
rock the gold collar together ‘til the end
the raidermen play to win, so let the drama begin
{“g’s like leaves on trees, man”} yeah, now check it out now

[verse 2: g*blass]
yo
study my enterprise and men devise—no surprise
dealing with wise guys, you dig? grab a beer, take
a swig, don’t front like you’re big when you can’t pay the vig’
i’m a man of my word. see the sign? don’t
disturb, don’t hit the curb, vision blurred
slow your speed, hops. yo, you need props, and i
grow like weed crops, flow like cut ‘til the bleeding stops
do my thing, pop guns in the
backdrop, email on the laptop. rough street
survivor, money*divider, liver. it’s the
thuggish music i publish, classic tradition
control my ambition on a mission—man, listen
i rock the crown jewels, drown fools with brown tools
they call you hound’s drool, you clowns know the rules, yo
some say the haters acting cool, but they’re traitors
never seen the raiders—let’s attack ‘em like a pack of alli*
*gators. now check it out

[verse 3: stex]
we slam like drunk drivers, city survivors
poisonous like vipers, picking you off like snipers with
scopes, keeping you fiending like dope with
quinine, ripping rhymes through days to move this on time. peep
the life and times of street scholars on a
quest for top dollars, running things like joggers
the handcuff*dodgers, kick*in*door spot*robbers

[verse 4: g*blass]
yeah, well it’s the heavyweight, hitting gauge
like a locksmith. riff, you’ll be stiff. got
the recipe, the remedy, shoot up any enemy
attitude cavalier, causing fear, take
the high road, explode, shocking like electrodes
creeping, hit you while you’re sleeping, collect papes
smash napes, rise clockwise, conquer and
divide then slide. visionary outlook
maximum output, running high*tech scams
like a .38, i never jam, blowing up your
program. yeah, now check it out

[hook: g*blass, (stex), and {samples with scratches by dj finesse}]
we got
styles for you to follow, get the top dollar
rock the gold collar (word) together ‘til the end
the raidermen play to win, so let the drama begin
{“g’s like leaves on trees, man”} yeah, now check it out now. we got
styles for you to follow (uh huh), get the top dollar (yeah)
rock the gold collar together ‘til the end
the raidermen play to win, so let the drama begin
{“g’s like leaves on trees, man”}

[outro: g*blass and stex]
g*blass: yeah, raidermen
stex: no doubt. shout out to justin torres, wise one, bay area
g*blass: dj avee
stex: 88hiphop, randy warrick, big mark, jim boogie, kevin weeks, old dub, kia, j*biz, revolution, wake up show, hottest show on the planet, d*mn it
g*blass: word up, dj stretch armstrong
stex: stretch armstrong!
g*blass: natural e
stex: all that. a*b*tta, l*swift, mr. voo. no doubt. coming through ’97, hitting ‘em hard this year
g*blass: die hard

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