Who's on the Top? ft. L.A. NoMercy & Vanbiguous Lyrics

Unstable from the cradle, off my rocker popping off.. like

Who's on top? Does the top spin? Triple shocker

Pronged body socket

Pink, stink, and the spot where your thoughts

Are coming off thoughtless more than conscious

Cleverness beware Siddhartha Gautama

Sly like the fox is, women shopping, men just talking

Get lost till it wallops in lossless

So quixotic, just stop it

What's sought is in your.. back pocket

Watch us rock your conscious with a flawless doctrine

We on the top and bet your bottom dollar, we got this

Keep your speakers knocking often, we promise

We can see hip hop has problems, we solve it

With the dialogue that can heat up a fire log

The reason you can't see it cuz you keeping

Your blinders on, but we can right the wrongs though

With the bomb flows that we drop, yo

Boom, boom, boom, boom.. guerilla tactics

Fight club fistin' the system

We ain't done with the obnoxious, nauseous

Making ya sick this is illness

You on the top but does the top spin

Don't care anyway where's Marla

Hadn't finished it? I'm Tyler Durden

Edward Norton.. The Illusionist

We walking the walk, you just talking the talk

You think you're on the top, but does the top spin

Let's begin with decadent unprecedented excellence

To set the trend, we represent an element

Of hip hop in top shape, it's strong, ripped all day

As we dominate and cross-pollenate

Sounds of Sawdust in the marketplace

Shockwaves through the music community

Indubitably, not to a degree

We do this lucrative activity intuitively

Who's at the top now? Who's in the lead

Mona Lisa's we do in our sleep

Sounds like the future to be

Possibilities opposite of what you

Do on a beat usually.. who could it be

Salute the two of us on the roof

As the musical superfreaks

Magnum opus rolled in snow piss

Mozart, Beethoven's

North Polian coldest, break molds

Coke nose type flow

But sober, show mercy? Hell no, done told it

The epic saga Sawdust, second to nada

Stepping on up to the top, ready to conquer

NoMercy-élago and Astro-Van

It's vehicular manslaughter, the clash of brands

Brotherhood no banners, no flags, never had one

First of a kind and also the last one

They should ban us, Sounds of Sawdust

Slipped through the cracks, finer than the sand was

Diamonds, so mind your manners, shine a lantern

Bright on this bike as we ride in tandem

Like companions, rhyming phantoms writing anthems

Someone get the lights and cameras

We rising to the top.. mic drop