Hilltop

[Intro]
(Woah, that’s fire)
(Here we-, here we-, here we go)

[Hook: Broadway Joe & Dyme-A-Duzin]
Hilltop in the building tonight
I hear ya niggas rappin’
Ya’ll ain’t spittin’ it right
Fuck what you talkin’ about
Hope you really living the life
Last nigga talkin’ wocky took a picture with Christ
It’s crazy
Hilltop in the building tonight
I hear ya niggas chattin’, y’all don’t spit it this nice (Uh)
And fuck who did it first, it’s bout who did this shit right (Yeah)
Getting chicken, pretty women up the Hill in the Heights, it’s lit

[Verse 1: Dyme-A-Duzin]
Uh, Dyma
It’ll forever be a time when your time is up
Fed up with simps so excuse my silence, I-
Beg ya pardon, I bled too often and now I’m-
Back from the dead, you beg for coffins, the-
Flows devilish, America’s Satan; plus the-
Swank itself need a standing ovation, we-
Made it to the skybox from the basement
My Trini, Panamanian, Jamaicans and Haitians
Hilltop shit
And meet me on the parkway on Labor Day, we’re making a video

[Hook: Broadway Joe & Dyme-A-Duzin]
Hilltop in the building tonight
I hear ya niggas rappin’
Ya’ll ain’t spittin’ it right
Fuck what you talkin’ about
Hope you really living the life
Last nigga talkin’ wocky took a picture with Christ
It’s crazy
Hilltop in the building tonight (Hilltop)
I hear ya niggas chattin’, y’all don’t spit it this nice
And fuck who did it first, it’s bout who did this shit right (Hilltop) (Uh)
Getting chicken, pretty women up the Hill in the Heights, it’s lit (Hilltop) (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Dyme-A-Duzin]
This for the crown, not for the crowd
Way too gifted to coexist with you clowns
SXSW, [?] through the crowd
Scoutin’ my competition, embarrassin’, hard to listen
What is bars to a nigga that’s harmless?
Autistic to artists
A diamond in events full of garbage
Expected to be fathered by niggas I fathered
In time, the world's fried and the city is Dyme's

[Hook: Broadway Joe & Dyme-A-Duzin]
Hilltop in the building tonight
I hear ya niggas rappin’
Ya’ll ain’t spittin’ it right
Fuck what you talkin’ about
Hope you really living the life
Last nigga talkin’ wocky took a picture with Christ
It’s crazy
Hilltop in the building tonight (Hilltop)
I hear ya niggas chattin’, y’all don’t spit it this nice (Uh)
And fuck who did it first, it’s bout who did this shit right (Hilltop) (Yeah)
Getting chicken, pretty women up the Hill in the Heights, it’s lit (Hilltop)

[Verse 3: Broadway Joe]
Guess who's on third
From the Crown Heights nights, now, we on first
To the ones that need savin', to the ones in church
From the ones who hate leadin' but they first to chirp
So let me take you down to LA, baby
Smokin' weed like we in LA
She clearly recognize me from the Bentley
The enemies friendly, while the knife behind they back
[?]
Could never, ever leave me back

[Hook: Broadway Joe & Dyme-A-Duzin]
Hilltop in the building tonight
I hear ya niggas rappin’
Ya’ll ain’t spittin’ it right
Fuck what you talkin’ about
Hope you really living the life
Last nigga talkin’ wocky took a picture with Christ
It’s crazy
Hilltop in the building tonight (Hilltop)
I hear ya niggas chattin’, y’all don’t spit it this nice (Uh)
And fuck who did it first, it’s bout who did this shit right (Hilltop) (Yeah)
Getting chicken, pretty women up the Hill in the Heights, it’s lit (Hilltop)

[Outro: Dyme-A-Duzin]
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