Suffa - Hillatoppa lyrics

[Hook/Turntablism: DJ Debris] Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa [Verse 1: Pressure] My words ring true, so until the end of the marriage Cutting my neck from my back is the only severance package For this veteran that is blessed and possessed with the language In a profession that takes less than a second for Pressure to vanish I scream vocals clear in the hope you're hearing your host Less we choke in fear of the smoke and the mirrors This scene is on fire, feeding my bleeding desire So when P's behind the wheel indeed you'll need to retire Cause I'm a "Hillatoppa", breath no less than seventy proof Yeah, we connect with the youth when my left is caressing your tooth Invested in confessing the truth, the proof, my sweat in the booth Hang around, this is ending with your neck in a noose So move back, call truce, retract (move back) We're too fat to fall through the cracks And I never had quitting in mind, sick of my rhyme? Slit your wrist and consider this the finishing line The finishing line... [Hook/Turntablism: DJ Debris] Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa [Verse 2: Suffa (Pressure)] You better swallow your pride like lions eating their young Cause I'm a beast with a beat, two lungs and a drum And now that Mister Superflow is back on his feet I'm going stupid bro so you can go back to your seat I'm a "Hillatoppa" filled with vodka and vinegar Mocking you miniatures, more props than Bollywood cinema (last call) Me and P will be drunk all summer Jim Carey, Jeff Daniels, call us drunk and dumber People are starving and they're putting Lamborghini doors on a f**ing Hummer? Give some to the funky drummer And I'll ride this beat like a drunken lover With no f**ing rubber and I f**ing love her (b**h!) Girl don't leave me I need you and see that you don't need me But if you leave me alone you'll break my heart I'll fall apart and lose my seat on the throne like an opera [Hook/Turntablism: DJ Debris] Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa [Bridge/Turntablism: DJ Debris] "But you don't want me" "But you can't have me" "But you don't want me" "Leave you down on your knees" "But you don't want me" "But you can't have me" "But you don't want me" "Leave you down on your knees" [Hook/Turntablism: DJ Debris] Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa Hillatoppa, Hilla-tilla-tilla-toppa