Lyrics

I've tryin' my beat you know it honey To make life easy They keep painting their fingers at me Just to terse me Oh my hands are tied And I'm up to my ears in work I've been comin' and join' Don't know which stake I'm in Like a son of a jerk ... To the Top I don't give to damn you know it honey They'll never break me My mind is one thing with my body Come on and please me When my work is done Then I'm gonna go lie in the sun Show those sons of bitches That I don't need a gun And I'm on my way To the Top . Hit it five it go Blood and corruption it's not my way of life No easy way out Death and destruction can never kill my drive There's my doubt Oh many have suffered in this world Only a few survive As long as you stick to your guns In this life Ain't nobody gonna put you away To the Top . Hit it five it go To the Top . Hit it five it go
Writer(s): Mark Storace, Chris Von Rohr, Fernando Arb, Freddy Frutig Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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