Top Qualified

[Hook: All] Fire up the hit, we gonna say it, say it Do it, do it, make it good Top qualified, top qualified Top qualified, yeah we top qualified [Verse 1: Aceyalone] (Ace Born!) It all started when I took it and hit it then ahhh... Hip-Hop ain't never been the same, soon as we hit the limit I was bound to get in it for the crown, glory storyboard euphoria Choreograph the laughter, master editorial Guider, glider provider, book writer, making you tighter Outsider, strider who made the pied-piper sniper into fighter Cryogenically frozen, b-boy posing Trapped in a capsule, rhyme so brilliantly This captive one-man rap show, broken axle They thawed me out, install me out They brought me out for a reason They call me out for this particular task Don't ask, just know Brains and brawn, the game of pawns Remaining calm against a gang of cons I came and gone in the wind like dust And bust again, combust with pen We all gotta dig down deep within to defend this front-line I want mine to resemble the coming of a new day Top qualified, bonafide, signified, niggafied, dignified MCs of CA (Of California!) [Verse 2: Lyrics Born] Probably the only time in history Y'all gone find this caliber MC Polly'n on one track, it's risky Ollly-oxen-free! Ooh, the possibilities, my soliloquy on this industry We make records and y'all make Wham-O Frisbees Catch it, dog! Lyrically, we hard for y'all to pick up on! For us, this is stock delivery Caught y'all off guard! Crept up on y'all, didn't we? Y'all out shopping, putting lots of dollars in other people's pockets Not talking about nothing honest, positive, or otherwise interesting That's why when y'all fall off and y'all want us to drop that extra dime Inside the empty carton of Haagen Dasz, ain't no sympathy 'Cause the jewels that we drop is the most flawless rocks On the periodic charts, period, honest to God, end of story Put simply, we the new trinity times two Ooh, Jiminy Crickets, look who's with me We too deadly, we the new "Symphony" – uh! Another victory [Hook: All] Fire up the hit, we gonna say it, say it Do it, do it, make it good Top qualified, top qualified Top qualified, yeah we top qualified Fire up the hit, we gonna say it, say it Do it, do it, make it good Top qualified, top qualified Top qualified, yeah we top qualified [Verse 3: Abstract Rude] We more GabStracter than many a wack rapper That wanna be tough acting, but really they fudge-packers Give 'em services rendered, we hurt a pretender, urban music defender And murder you to the end of the track, rip 'em I'm back wit 'em, we got 'em back peddling, that did it Stract's settling what was past due from last credit You couldn't win with all the raffle tickets, Ab said it You can take it to heart, I'll break you apart, I always hit my mark With the state of the art edition, we finishing what we start In L.A. it's raw, they etch 'em with an outlining in chalk For the Haiku rhyme we making Word to the Quanuum verb we're conjugating Styles illuminate to form a California constellation [Bridge: Lateef] This is that heat they warned ya of Double duals, the 450 revvin' on Cast iron, and 10's what the oven's on High, it's a blazing light, a the fire's right here [Verse 4: Lateef] We're killing it! You feeling it? You're chilling, huh? Got that most evident FM equivalent Of that propagandic frequency Top billing it, we still in it Multisyllabic Kenpo action That'll snatch that mic up outta your hand and smack you umpteen million times for asking Consider it Before you utter even a little bit of rhetoric outta ya lips About whether or not, this or that coast is the better This shit obliterates any competition And makes them all look illiterate You will lose like the confederates Never will we let them shackles the wrists of the fists of the mighty men That hold the gift of life and death To breathe life in again, they too repetitive In the hands of the wrong man, it's like a sedative But we'll hold the device right Infuse with life and let it live again [Hook: All] Fire up the hit, we gonna say it, say it Do it, do it, make it good Top qualified, top qualified Top qualified, yeah we top qualified [Verse 5: Myka 9] Style one – Knowledge of spoken words and drums heard From stereo cassette tapes, material early new wave Style two – Wisdom of working sound systems Demos over breakbeat instrumentals, listening to KDAY hits Style three – Overstanding me as an MC Parakeeted by every thief that ever breathed, I carry secrets on each leech Style four – Culture has emerged from urban to suburbia Turf war battlezoids receiving ulcers Style five – Power to survive the onslaught of heinous jive talk I've stalked over bloody sidewalks live Style six – Equality opportunity server to any word nerd version that fits And taking my first weed hits Style seven – God bless the child whose got his own rhyme zone Time tone touch and savvy swagger together Style eight – Build up more business bargains with jargon and video stardom Haikulicious Myka Style 9 [Verse 6: Gift of Gab] "G" be me, he be freely seeking these frequencies releasing Peaking, reeking, thinking so deeply, deleting these delinquent Eenie meanie tiny toddler rappers sergeant master Author blaster, cause disasters, falling faster in the zone – stop! QP Fellowship elitely keep the E-M in "emceeing" Flee to realms, distinguishing the things that bring Our beams are gleaming, cream your team, we deem supreme It seems the keen-ness keeps ya screaming Means we think and dream free streaming, ahead of the flock – stop! Fiending meaning, leave ya steaming Seething, weaving, teasing these emcees, we seasoned Easily believe and see the reason we got keys to kingdoms Seize and freeze ya, please believe or please get these Our steeze is cool as breezes, we like Jesus when He walks – stop! P.S., no B.S., like ESPN refs, see we us, styles take us to see ya 'Cause we out for eons, through chaos we free ourselves, be ourselves Stay out their way out there traveling through thought [Hook: All] Fire up the hit, we gonna say it, say it Do it, do it, make it good Top qualified, top qualified Top qualified, yeah we top qualified [Outro: Gift Of Gab, (Aceyalone)] (Yeah!) Top qualified, top quality (That's right!) Haiku D'etat (Yeah! 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