[Verse 1: Novatore]

Look! You 'bout to have me in my savage zone

We battle rap, I'ma bag and send your cadaver home

The way I'm rappin', I can shatter bones

Splatter your dome and then leave your matter scattered up in the catacombs (Ugh!)

I'm a villain' raidin' your villages

Build and destroy like guerrillas rapin' and pillagin'

My cells are dyin' but really feel like I'm still a kid

I quit the alcohol, it was really killin' my will to live

Ugh! Now I'm back and better than ever

You in my path and I'm happy to take a blade and then get you severed

I'll stab your brain up with your nose bone

I might be a little quiet but down to riot and hold the throne

I really think it's in my chromosomes

I'm a gorilla in the mist, beat on my chest and then pound my fist

I'll be renowned before the sound desist

You never sold no pounds or ounces, you a clown, your sound is counterfeit

[Chorus: Novatore]

You know my name is raisin' to the top

I'm killin' off these lames to place 'em in a box

This is the cream of the crop

Scheme and I'll plot to get the dream but never be what I'm not (For real!)

You know my name is raisin' to the top

I'm killin' off these lames to place 'em in a box

This is the cream of the crop

Scheme and I'll plot to get the dream but never be what I'm not (For real!)

[Verse 2: Celph Titled]

They say they talk to the boss but that just means they talk to me

I look in the mirror (Uh huh!) and I see that's the boss of me (I am!)

My favorite part of a business plan is the bullet points

Fans think I'm an alien 'cause they ain't understood my voice

The voice of God vibrates out of this mouthpiece

My 50 Cal rifle the same size as Jermaine Dupri

Extortion and torture, I got pliers

Never been caught before, I don't got priors (No!)

You my child, I'ma put you in timeout

This .45 will send you to the corner of the room with your spine out (Woah!)

How you act pretentious, front like you drive a Bentley, your bitch ass in a Genesis

Can't throw tomatoes at me, I'm the motherfuckin' maître'd'

This my restaurant, serve you a glass sandwich on a croissant

Those who can't see me suffer from blind rage

My brain is a work of art so imagine my mind frame

[Chorus: Novatore]

You know my name is raisin' to the top

I'm killin' off these lames to place 'em in a box

This is the cream of the crop

Scheme and I'll plot to get the dream but never be what I'm not (For real!)

You know my name is raisin' to the top

I'm killin' off these lames to place 'em in a box

This is the cream of the crop

Scheme and I'll plot to get the dream but never be what I'm not (For real!)