The Hill Top

[Verse 1]
The Hilltop is where I roam
The only place that I call home
It's the place where the brothers are right
We just call 'em hustlers and they come out at night
The boys up on the Ave keep things up tight
We're just like a party, sometimes we fight
Yeah, up on the Ave in a jump, skip, or hop
Get the fresh cut at Watson's barbershop
I'm proud to say this is my part of town
Cold chillin', 6-0 and Lansdowne
The Hilltop

[Verse 2]
The storyteller with a story to tell
Without Steady B, man, rock so well
Pull a gangster beat, that's my reason why
I can rock the microphone and you'll say I'm live
'Cause I'm a beat rhyme composer, rhymes I compose
You'll line up in rows, so you in the shows
The gladiator of the mic in this battle of words
When I say it, you'll agree I'm the best you heard
Fresh from the start, precise like a dart
Think you got heart, I'll rip it apart
A poetic rhyme speaker, born to be a teacher
Can't wait to see me, you're like an eager beaver
And when I rock, I can't be stopped
My part of town is called the Hilltop

[Verse 3]
Steady B reignin' and the time has risen
For you to get back up, dance, and then listen
To the explanation of how I rock so well
Make you stand in amazement, then make you yell
I keep the Hill hype, certainly the type
To keep beats, ideas, rhymes fresh so right
I really can't explain it, it's just my job
To make people jams relate it or I'll get mobbed
I love what I'm doin', wouldn't trade it for nothin'
The heat of the stage with the woofers steady pumpin'
The holler of my name when I'm introduced
Jumpin' around, sweat pourin', get loose
Then I'll do whatever you say, yeah, that's it
I'm hot like a fire by the audience lit
Takin' the time 'cause I would never stop
And you know where I'm from, the Hilltop

[Outro]
Yeah, and I know y'all down with Steady B, so just flip it over to the fresh side