Rise to the Top

Uh. Aye. This one, remember this. Yeah,

yeah, yeah. I-I-I-I-I control. Yeah, yo.

Listen up, you think you're tough. Talking that trash. But your words

are weak, like a plastic bag in the wind, crash.

You try to front, act like you're better than me. But I see

through the fakes, your game's so whack, it's a tragedy. You wanna start

something, better bring your A game. 'Cause I'm not the one to

back down, I'll leave you in shame. Your rhymes are corny,