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[Suffa (Pressure):] What's your name? Uh Hillatoppa, Hilla, Hilla, Hillatoppa Finish off a fifth of vodka, light it up and spit it on ya Man me and P-Dela got a hella proper flow See what I'm saying like a teleprompter And you could never stop us (fucking posers!) Appetite for destruction like Guns N' Roses We come like Moses, down from the Hilltop, a Pain killer pill popper, brain killer, slurring like Haim, still a threat when we fill up a field Like an open air opera, sample a snare off a vinyl They wanna take a piece like a sharecropper, stifle Creativity, and it's not fair fuckers! Before you try this just know that you'd have better luck Tryna stare off a man with no eyelids, This is a rare offer so take advantage A carnival of carnage climbing out your garbage (here we come) Man we're off the hook like a carcass These bastards try and sell shares off an artist Fuck your share offer, cause we're off the map And we can't be bought with any fair offer Matter of fact fuck unfair offers, can't be bought What the pair offer can't be taught I used to love her then they kidnapped her Dragged her through the streets and they shaved her fucking hair off her Songtexte [Interlude] [Chorus:] And she's so ugly The music's asking why he don't love me You've been used by too many guys And now I can't look you in the eye, but when I met her I was like she's so lovely And she said "I'd let him cut me", but now it's like You've been used by too many guys And now I can't look you in the eye, I wish I never met her [Pressure:] This ain't life in the fast lane This is hard rain, soaking and knowing you missed the last train This ain't a date for the day It's made that it stays timeless, they'll never take that away This ain't glamour and shine, cameras, dimes It's me handling mine in hazardous times This ain't love and romance, it's hate, gluttons and antics Paint brushing the canvas, ain't nothing attractive So fuck a makeover, can't take the weight like a pay loader Then we throw ya to the flamethrower This ain't silver lined clouds It's real and right now for the crowd to put a meal in my mouth This ain't a beautiful temptress, nor a youthful apprentice In the cubical doing usual stretches It's ugly and ravished, hungry and damaged But she's mine and the only thing that loves me that matters [Scratches by DJ Debris] "Right now she's an ugly bitch" [Chorus x2] [Pressure: Over second repeat of chorus] Check it out! This music shit's getting so ugly So ring the alaaaaaaarm! Golden Era, Pokerbeats, Hilltop Aus Songtexte Mania