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Top Prize Songtext
von Alkaline

Top Prize Songtext

"This is it"
"It′s showtime, one last moment of drama tonight"
Aah
Weh nuh dead nuh dash e weh
(Weh nuh dead nuh dash e weh)
Make way fi di star (yeah)
(Lord God, ayy)
Back track to when it wasn' as it seem
And I used to only vent and now me livin′ out me dream
Shirt and pants, bag, shoes and me clean
Shirt mek yuh me specialize inna di money green, yeah

Been around it, shed some tears too, me nah guh 'round it
Talk 'bout pressure buil′ fi pressure
Everyting a fi di better
And we nuh fret, we jus′ go wid di moment

Hmm, and dem think we woulda fail but we take off
Just like di space rocket inna di breeze a suh we jet off
Bruck dung every barricade and set world record
Breadwinner, too boasty fi beg dinner


And dem used to tell we seh we nah guh make it
Look pon how we conversative
When we bruck di way dem treat we bad we cya forget it
Haters lookin' so pathetic
Ball a bounce cya intercept it (hmm)

Feel me win di championship
As a juvei′ a come up yuh know we never have dis
Prestige and di spot light
Fans a celebrate, me lef and guh weh wid di top prize

Feel me win di championship
When me look which part me deh yah now, me never have dis
Bankroll and a fat ride
Fans a celebrate, me lef and guh weh wid di top prize

Championship
Championship
(Ooh, yeah-e-yeah-e-yeah)
(Championship)

Take dis ting a likkle too far, me up fi di challenge
Another way fi elevate me spirit and me knowledge
Me feel ah love weh kinda tainted and dat hard fi manage
No me cya be one a dem people out yah weh a fix, nuh damage


Name a echo
Si friend come, weh dem guh
Shout all a who did believe inna me from the get-go
Another star from di ghetto
We nuh par, we nuh prento
Long as me stick to di plan, dem soon cya pay fi duh nuh song (bruk off)

Been around it, shed some tears too, me nah guh 'round it
Talk ′bout pressure buil' fi pressure
Everyting a fi di better
And we nuh fret, we jus′ go wid di moment

Hmm, and dem think we woulda fail but we take off
Just like di space rocket inna di breeze a suh we jet off
Bruck dung every barricade and set world record
Breadwinner, too boasty fi beg dinner

Yeh dem used to tell we seh we nah guh make it
Look pon how we copacetic
When we bruck di way dem treat we bad we cya figet it
Too bad, haters lookin' so pathetic
Ball a bounce cya intercept it (hmm)

Feel mi win di championship
When me look which part me deh yah now, me never have dis
Prestige and di spot light
Fans a celebrate, me lef and guh weh wid di top prize

Feel me win di championship
As a juvie' a come up yuh know we never have dis
Bankroll and a fat ride
Fans a celebrate, mi lef and guh weh wid di, top prize

Championship
Championship
(Woah-oo-oah-oo-oah)
"And still WBA Welterweight champion of the world"
"Are the champions of the world"
Goin′ wid di moment, see we guh weh wid di top prize
"Such delight, sheer joy"

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