Top Shelf (Explicit)

Outerspace ni**a

I'm a beat your asses

Warchild Planetary

I came to take the world by storm

Transform every word

Put my life in the song

It don't really matter

If it's right or it's wrong

You gon' feel what we do

When the mic's turned on

Gonna surrender your life

We ready to fight

Like King Syze spit heavy on mics

Any of hype is over

Street's cobra free souljah

In to take the streets over

We told you ni**a

Don't ever disrespect our click

Get found in the ditch

With your son and ya b**ch

Cause I'm expected by fame

We proven murderers

Top shelf verbalists with words I spit

It's simple Instrumentals get scared to hear me

I can ghost write though

I got potential clearly

I'm from Philladel

The place where the streets is watching

And getting your a** whooped

Is the only option

Get up Throw your hands in the air or shut up

Me and your atmosphere

Yo what up

Something for the DJ to scratch

You're caught up everybady

Get up Throw your hands in the air

Or shut up

Me and your atmosphere yo what up

Something for the DJ to scratch

Caught up

You're caught up everybody

Babygrande is the label that pays me

Just any beat ain't gonna amaze me

All to my days be

You grind up

Let me find out yo that we're twins

Maybe there's a equal of space

90 miles seperate Philly from the atmo

Who clam they came

It must be how they Snapple

Or work whole day make the X go

Everytime I'mma hit you I just go

I'm a radical just medical I'm a terror

Flat bring hot weather ya get to that

Anyone deal with that gon' bust

Three balls in my area

I'm gon' pop

When this world gonna

Find my whole proton

Barried under  but it still the kill

Fronting any other

Was a threat better yet

They raised up my statue

At least once I'mma catch you

Other times it might be another by the rhyme

If that's the case

Man it's going outerspace

Get up Throw your hands in the air or shut up

Me and your atmosphere yo what up

Something for the DJ to scratch

Caught uo

You're caught up everybody

Get up

Throw your hands in the air or shut up

Me and your atmosphere yo what up

Something for the DJ to scratch caught up

You're caught up everybody

I came to take the world away

Long time anticipated so the world awakes

Strong arm affiliated

Watch what you say

To a fifth executioners East PA

Play game off the chain

That's the least to say

Spit flames off the brain

Cause we don't play

Keep my dawgs 'profaso'

We don't stray

If the cooking to ya numb heads we don't lay

Put rocks in this b**ch

From NY to Philly

Told the block when it rained

I'd like to keep it filthiest

War hell is out not even the beast can kill me

Starving artist on the mic

Only a feast can fill me

OS reigns supreme

And y'all can hate on it

Your dudes ain't crunk

If you can't stay on it

Your beats still not

If you can't break on it

And the track ain't played

Unless you put Space on it

Get up

Throw your hands in the air or shut up

Me and your atmosphere yo what up

Something for the DJ to scratch caught up

You're caught up everybody

Get up

Throw your hands in the air or shut up

Me and your atmosphere yo what up

Something for the DJ to scratch caught up

You're caught up everybody

Come on

Get up

Throw your hands in the air or shut up

Me and your atmosphere yo what up

Something for the DJ to scratch caught up

You're caught up everybody