“2 Weeks in Minneapolis” (Prod. Zoo Donalds)
Top Billion
Recorded at 3 AM in a basement in Dinkytown. Slightly inebriated, standing on a chair, the microphone (Shure) was in a shoe, done in less than 10 takes. Recorded on a BLACK Macbook in Garageband.
“2 Weeks in Minneapolis”
(Verse 1)
Im not big on the punchlines on metaphors
Cause I rap for the fine wine and to win awards
And I ain’t seen a battle rapper do that before
Except the white boy but thats a diff’ categor’
So need I say more or are we on a different accord
I can fix that for sure press record
Look, when my flow pours its like sweat out pores
This is factual it’s natural like air out doors
And like openin doors I’m letting steam
Ya mama used to say “close the door you lettin’ heat out!”
Well, me I’m lettin’ loose fire that I breathe out
The rappin’ dungeon dragon it happened you let the beast out
But aww shit there I go with the metaphors
Funny gotta to be a hypocrite to kill this shit
When I’d much rather be a realist lyricist
Like braille for the blind just feel this shit
And like I’m paid by Lays I wanna stack chips
Barely brush my teeth that’s how bad I want plaques, bitch
Gold & platinum and this is literal
Cant do ‘em physical I’ll do numbers digital
(Verse 2)
Swag! I’m cookin somethin’ in the lab
So bad when it drops it’d make the Basedgod glad
But I formed my own religion: Top Billionism
You’ll hear the description when you buy my album and listen
Huh I’m fuckin’ trippin’ hand my dick the microphone
And he’ll say he’s the hardest spittin’
Fuck it I’m fuckin’ kiddin’; jerkin around
Get it hand my dick the mic I’m just jerkin around
Put any hate you have for Top back down on the ground
Want your career to take off that’s prerequisite now
Last thing you’ll ever hear’ll be “bow!” fuckin’ with me
Wake up find yourself in the clouds with some wings
My team got everything pawns knights and queens
Your team got only kings; who’s better at chess?
I’ll tell you a few things kings move like queens
But their powers aren’t limitless; now guess: checkmate
Rawer than a sextape boomin’ in the next state
Noddin to my mixtape you’ll end up with a neck-brace
No necklace diamonds in mind I’d be the king of diamonds
If brain cells could shine
Youngin on his grind and ion’t skateboard
If I did I’d win X-Game awards when bored
Shoutout to Brad Massey he’s a beast on the boards
Our album dropping atleast this fourth quarter for sure
