Top Dog

[Intro: Solomon Childs] Wuuuuu! Top Dog, Staten Island's First Mixtape Top Dog, dog, Solomon Childs, exclusive [Solomon Childs] R.I.P. to Banky World premier, Body Brighton/Starlight City Keith runnin', had the keys to the city Deluxe thug committee I can't believe Jeryl in jail The green weed we inhale Branded frontin on a nigga, 'preme or bill Keep the half, son, stop frontin like you knew Un Solomon, New York's finest, dunn Who you cats tryin to kid? Talkin 'bout your guns go off, 99% of the time You know I know you a coward, 99% of the time Shoot to kill, kill to shoot with T.M.F Now Born Regulators, Wayne Street Killah Mob Baby Crowns, Staple-town Gladiators DMD, M.V.P. to Baby Blizz, this for thugs to repeat this I be forever in the hood like Bontons and Sprites I'm Hennessey while you fake cats is Bud Light Love hella right, knowledge of self, the trilogy Who killed Randy? [Chorus: Solomon Childs] We'll always love you Sandy, Sandy [Interlude: Solomon Childs] Dedication, you know what this is [Hook x2: Solomon Childs] They anticipate your death when you big and you strong Everybody's your man when you dead and you gone It's like ice on the hot stove The way it glide so fly, turn around and it's all gone [Solomon Childs] Inspiration, 'Juicy', Notorious B.I.G K. Born said to never eat pig 2 Cent taught me always bust back at po-lig Barry Blue said always have more than one wife and kid Kilo and Fred G. always stay jig Ain't that a bitch? One life to live This is thugged out so don't try to copy Any means necessary, Clock we gon find them niggas who killed 'Pac This is ghetto, who tryin to play me? Kenny Gunn was so slick, knuckle game, like the God Infinite Grew up wantin dribble balls like Duke Grew up wantin to have style like Pooh Respect, the one and only policy Raised in Shaolin, crime infested poverty Long live, silence and Kunta Ke' on the banner Permission to approach the bench I'm a shotty rhymer This has been sponsored by Ron Montana Again, I wanna know who killed Randy (Word up) [Chorus] [Interlude: Solomon Childs] This is dedication.. [Hook x2] [Outro: Solomon Childs *during Chorus*] Yeah.. This my son right here, word life Yeah, bottom line, Staten Island's First Mixtape And I'm dedicatin it all to all my motherfuckin dogs Who got killed in combat, you feel me? Or they up North [Chorus x5 - saying "Sandy" only once each time]