Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sowdy
Performer
dimslim
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alec Hay
Composer
Isaac Sowden
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sowdy
Producer
dimslim
Producer
Lyrics
Pardon me, Im the tip top vet
No charm on my arm, I won't cut no slack
Was embalmed with the harm, right at your neck
You tighten up, coz I fucked your
24 7 Im the top dawg, bitch
Many folks stepping, they can't stop my clique
Centrefolds surround, and my souls complex
We emit the energy like solar complex
We been in here, without a minute to spare
They be all be on us, I was in it for years
They tried to haunt, but my point is rare
They tried to shake me, can't shake their fear
Trapped inside a box, well we smashed that brick
Distribute to innocents, corrupt yo kids
Kiss the ring of Donny, but don't touch my shit
I be the Kool G on my 4,5,6
Pardon me, can I spit for a second
We brought the sound back that the game was neglecting
We tore the walls down, when the barriers set in
We set the trends, imitated by the pretenders
It's a shame how they living, sshame how they front
It's a shame that the game is watered down by these stunts
I ain't the same, I evolved on every album
The fucks a chain, when you can spend your allowance on us
Pussy boys hounding my nuts, they on the net
Heard your new track, what the fuck is this?
Shine! Records the truth, your records neglect
In every sense of the word, I've always been a threat
We can fix your sound, you can cut us a check
I been king of the town, just too humble to flex
"Paint the City Purple" is where I talked my shit
Shine! run this bitch, so just shut your lips, motherfucker
Written by: Alec Hay, Isaac Sowden

