The Blue Blooded

[Intro: Trials] We have a whole lot of superstars on this stage here tonight And I want you to know one thing, this is... [Verse 1: Suffa] Hilltop, that's where the blood runs Thick, it's where kings bury their loved ones Sick, kids guard their crop with a slug gun From rips, move like Schapelle on a drug run So quick, there's kids in the park waiting These are my poison diaries like Mark Latham So start hating, though you know in your heart We've been owning this art since our flow in the park [Verse 2: Mortar] You can't serve me like Serena and Venus Comparatively I leave you looking like the machinist Cats know they've been hit, when I spike the mic level And draw blood like intravenous Without a pencil I'm hell bent Leave dents in the condenser, you can tell when Mortar's been in the booth to rhyme I don't scratch vinyl, I scratch up the mic with my canines [Verse 3: Trials & Sesta] Mr. Trials, young ladies jump in the sack I never kiss and tell, instead I fuck it and brag I'm an angry drunk when I'm grabbing a rum And scull shots till we fall from grace like Eric Clapton's son Check, south of the country, west of the city Chip into that kitty if we're going to be drinking until the skank pretty Will he attack? When he snap, got the track like Bring it back, hear him rap? Isn't that Funkoars? You can find us staggered in a cypher Turning human traffic to a five car pile up We leave them all for dead I used to think big till it killed L, Pun, Smalls and Kev Like bad move, got you looking like you're eavesdropping the devil And T set the theme to send them to hell Bet on it, you're never better, I tell them again Seddy bury every adversary he put against [Verse 4: Hau] Fresh off the boat with an impressive approach To writing rhymes like pressing your throat The unquestionable dopeness, and oh yes It's the one and only, in the house like the gun is on me Got you gronks saying "blimey he's clever He's brighter than that sun in the shiniest of weather" Girls you want diamonds forever? Ha, well Throw your hymens the sky if you feel the vibe [Verse 5: Drapht] None of gravities properties are on top of me Can't hold me back from taking a stab like Chopper Read Can't hold me back, I'm back around again like stalkers My mic holds a force like a sword or a tomahawk To Conan, walking with no man now 'Cause you freeze when you spit like a snowmans mouth Arouse with every word, first you've got to know this We don't belong together like Rove and showbiz [Chorus] And we what? - Run with crew Whose what? - Blood is blue Through life's - Fucking zoo And we might - Come for you And we what? - Run with crew Whose what? - Blood is blue Through life's - Fucking zoo And we might - Come for you [Verse 6: Vents] The saga begin, RPM drama again My lung burn, dangerous carcinogen Starving like Stalin in parliament in Prague again In camouflage targeting In Rock Creek Park, carve terror in the bark Blueprint, build pyramids in the dark The blood run deep, renegade creep Hilltop connect bro, centigrade heat [Verse 7: Muphin & Pegz] Muph, some give me shit for my name But I don't give a shit about you shit for brains Been a long while so I know the game It's more about music than your clothing range We're here to overtake, setting the standard Obese crew, we're the devilish family Stand on stage accepting a Grammy For the most incredible rapping since edible panties Unforgettable pansies in a flickering fit Knickers in a twist in a spiral of shit Undeniable gift with decipherable spits My fireball pit will burn you Muppets True rugged, blue blooded dignitary Crews love it when we do something visionary Move up never lose touch, living ready This is the hard road cargo hitting heavy [Verse 8: Robby Balboa] Robby Balboa bless the text Deliver you ticket to death Rivers of rhythm ripping the flesh Triple your bets on the primitive pest Selling sick smut from the cinema steps It begins with a breath, a kid killing his pets Just sitting in debt when I'm feeling a wreck Life's a bitch and so we're wringing her neck Fuck a metro in a pink shirt 'cause we're kicking the set [Verse 9: Hons] The Funkoars and the Hilltop, yes, we still rocking it And I ain't going near your bill unless we fuckin' toppin' it I drink till I'm all over the shop like barcodes And as far as rap goes, I've mastered my flows Certified and we back again to wreak havoc With these pads and pens so understand my friend We about to take over just like Hov spit it To the most gifted, get them glasses up and toast with us [Verse 10: Pressure] Pressure MC, born with a mechanical mind The talent of rhyme, instinctual like animal kind Now I flow with the best, from East Coast to the West We live in the flesh like my raps sewn in your chest You can't fathom the dopest flow, amateurs don't you know What ever happened to a good old fashioned broken nose? Don't become a casualty of my faculty Damn I got spine but you'll never see the back of me [Chorus] And we what? - Run with crew Whose what? - Blood is blue Through life's - Fucking zoo And we might - Come for you And we what? - Run with crew Whose what? - Blood is blue Through life's - Fucking zoo And we might - Come for you