Lyrics:

VERSE 1
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 Im 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 its not fair fuckers,
Before you try this just know that youd have better luck,
Trying to stare off a man with no eyelids,
This is a rare offer so take advantage,
A carnival of carnage climbing out your garbage,
Man were off the hook like a carcass,
These bastards try and sell shares off an artist,
Fuck your share offer, cos were off the map,
And we cant be bought with any fair offer,
Mattafact fuck unfair offers, cant be bought,
What the pair offer cant be taught,
I used to love her, then they kidnapped her,
Dragged her through the streets and they shaved her fucking hair off her

CHORUS
And shes so ugly,
The musics asking why he dont love me,
Youve been used by too many guys,
And now I cant look you in the eye,
But when I met her, I was like shes so lovely,
And she said Id let him cut me, but now its like,
Youve been used by too many guys,
And now I cant look you in the eye,
Wish I never met her

VERSE 2: PRESSURE
This aint life in the fast lane,
This is hard rain, soaking and knowing you missed the last train,
This aint a date for the day,
Its made that it stays timeless, theyll never take that away,
This aint glamour and shine, cameras, dimes,
Its me handling mine in hazardous times,
This aint love and romance its hate, gluttons and antics,
Paint brushing the canvas, aint nothing attractive,
So fuck a make-over, cant take the weight like a pay loader,
Then we throw ya to the flame thrower,
This aint silver lined clouds,
Its real and right now for the crowd to put a meal in my mouth,
This aint a beautiful temptress, nor a youthful apprentice,
In the cubical doing usual stretches,
Its ugly and ravished, hungry and damaged,
But shes mine and the only thing that loves me that matters

CHORUS
And shes so ugly,
The musics asking why he dont love me,
Youve been used by too many guys,
And now I cant look you in the eye,
But when I met her, I was like shes so lovely,
And she said Id let him cut me, but now its like,
Youve been used by too many guys,
And now I cant look you in the eye,
Wish I never met her