Video Top Qualified de Abstract Rude 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abstract Rude - Top Qualified Lyrics

[Hook: All]
Fire up the hit, we gonna say it, say it
Do it, do it, make it good
Top qualified, top qualified
Top qualified, yeah we top qualified

[Verse 1: Aceyalone]
(Ace Born!) It all started when I took it and hit it then ahhh...
Hip-Hop ain't never been the same, soon as we hit the limit
I was bound to get in it for the crown, glory storyboard euphoria
Choreograph the laughter, master editorial
Guider, glider provider, book writer, making you tighter
Outsider, strider who made the pied-piper sniper into fighter
Cryogenically frozen, b-boy posing
Trapped in a capsule, rhyme so brilliantly
This captive one-man rap show, broken axle
They thawed me out, install me out
They brought me out for a reason
They call me out for this particular task
Don't ask, just know
Brains and brawn, the game of pawns
Remaining calm against a gang of cons
I came and gone in the wind like dust
And bust again, combust with pen
We all gotta dig down deep within to defend this front-line
I want mine to resemble the coming of a new day
Top qualified, bonafide, signified, niggafied, dignified
MCs of CA (Of California!)
[Verse 2: Lyrics Born]
Probably the only time in history
Y'all gone find this caliber MC
Polly'n on one track, it's risky
Ollly-oxen-free!
Ooh, the possibilities, my soliloquy on this industry
We make records and y'all make Wham-O Frisbees
Catch it, dog!
Lyrically, we hard for y'all to pick up on!
For us, this is stock delivery
Caught y'all off guard!
Crept up on y'all, didn't we?
Y'all out shopping, putting lots of dollars in other people's pockets
Not talking about nothing honest, positive, or otherwise interesting
That's why when y'all fall off and y'all want us to drop that extra dime
Inside the empty carton of Haagen Dasz, ain't no sympathy
'Cause the jewels that we drop is the most flawless rocks
On the periodic charts, period, honest to God, end of story
Put simply, we the new trinity times two
Ooh, Jiminy Crickets, look who's with me
We too deadly, we the new "Symphony" – uh!
Another victory

[Hook: All]
Fire up the hit, we gonna say it, say it
Do it, do it, make it good
Top qualified, top qualified
Top qualified, yeah we top qualified
Fire up the hit, we gonna say it, say it
Do it, do it, make it good
Top qualified, top qualified
Top qualified, yeah we top qualified

[Verse 3: Abstract Rude]
We more GabStracter than many a wack rapper
That wanna be tough acting, but really they fudge-packers
Give 'em services rendered, we hurt a pretender, urban music defender
And murder you to the end of the track, rip 'em
I'm back wit 'em, we got 'em back peddling, that did it
Stract's settling what was past due from last credit
You couldn't win with all the raffle tickets, Ab said it
You can take it to heart, I'll break you apart, I always hit my mark
With the state of the art edition, we finishing what we start
In L.A. it's raw, they etch 'em with an outlining in chalk
For the Haiku rhyme we making
Word to the Quanuum verb we're conjugating
Styles illuminate to form a California constellation

[Bridge: Lateef]
This is that heat they warned ya of
Double duals, the 450 revvin' on
Cast iron, and 10's what the oven's on
High, it's a blazing light, a the fire's right here
[Verse 4: Lateef]
We're killing it! You feeling it?
You're chilling, huh?
Got that most evident FM equivalent
Of that propagandic frequency
Top billing it, we still in it
Multisyllabic Kenpo action
That'll snatch that mic up outta your hand and smack you umpteen million times for asking
Consider it
Before you utter even a little bit of rhetoric outta ya lips
About whether or not, this or that coast is the better
This shit obliterates any competition
And makes them all look illiterate
You will lose like the confederates
Never will we let them shackles the wrists of the fists of the mighty men
That hold the gift of life and death
To breathe life in again, they too repetitive
In the hands of the wrong man, it's like a sedative
But we'll hold the device right
Infuse with life and let it live again

[Hook: All]
Fire up the hit, we gonna say it, say it
Do it, do it, make it good
Top qualified, top qualified
Top qualified, yeah we top qualified

[Verse 5: Myka 9]
Style one –
Knowledge of spoken words and drums heard
From stereo cassette tapes, material early new wave
Style two –
Wisdom of working sound systems
Demos over breakbeat instrumentals, listening to KDAY hits
Style three –
Overstanding me as an MC
Parakeeted by every thief that ever breathed, I carry secrets on each leech
Style four –
Culture has emerged from urban to suburbia
Turf war battlezoids receiving ulcers
Style five –
Power to survive the onslaught of heinous jive talk
I've stalked over bloody sidewalks live
Style six –
Equality opportunity server to any word nerd version that fits
And taking my first weed hits
Style seven –
God bless the child whose got his own rhyme zone
Time tone touch and savvy swagger together
Style eight –
Build up more business bargains with jargon and video stardom
Haikulicious Myka
Style 9

[Verse 6: Gift of Gab]
"G" be me, he be freely seeking these frequencies releasing
Peaking, reeking, thinking so deeply, deleting these delinquent
Eenie meanie tiny toddler rappers sergeant master
Author blaster, cause disasters, falling faster in the zone – stop!
QP Fellowship elitely keep the E-M in "emceeing"
Flee to realms, distinguishing the things that bring
Our beams are gleaming, cream your team, we deem supreme
It seems the keen-ness keeps ya screaming
Means we think and dream free streaming, ahead of the flock – stop!
Fiending meaning, leave ya steaming
Seething, weaving, teasing these emcees, we seasoned
Easily believe and see the reason we got keys to kingdoms
Seize and freeze ya, please believe or please get these
Our steeze is cool as breezes, we like Jesus when He walks – stop!
P.S., no B.S., like ESPN refs, see we us, styles take us to see ya
'Cause we out for eons, through chaos we free ourselves, be ourselves
Stay out their way out there traveling through thought

[Hook: All]
Fire up the hit, we gonna say it, say it
Do it, do it, make it good
Top qualified, top qualified
Top qualified, yeah we top qualified

[Outro: Gift Of Gab, (Aceyalone)]
(Yeah!) Top qualified, top quality (That's right!)
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