Top Dawg Video (MV)

Heavy hitters from Black Baethoven
They say it's lonely at the top dawg
And if you run it up, you gotta run the clock off
You better put in for that work or you'll get knocked off
Because the world a whole lot bigger than your block dawg
Yeah, yeah
Abracadabra
Now you see me, now you don't
Abracadabra
Now you see me, now you don't
Abracadabra, disappearing off the camera
Climb up the latter, making em scatter, what is the matter
When I'm hungry she make me a platter, searching for happily ever after
I don't really f*ck with the chatter, pitch a no-hitter and strikeout the batter
I'm a mad hatter, spitting mad game to an Alice
Making her blush, smoking on kush
Now she redder than a snapper
Breaking her backboard in like I'm O'Neal, making it shatter
Ass is flatter than a pancake, but I still whip up the batter
Take her to school, give her the tools
Show her the subject matter
Give her a sip the of Jaeger, straight to the bladder
Now she want the dagger
Send her to space like Brad Pit in Ad Astra
Now she want a ring around her
Like she the planet Saturn
They say it's lonely at the top dawg
And if you run it up, you gotta run the clock off
You better put in for that work or you'll get knocked off
Because the world a whole lot bigger than your block dawg
Yeah, yeah
Abracadabra
Now you see me, now you don't
Abracadabra
Now you see me, now you don't
I get the bag, ya dig
I jump in the water, I'm splashing big
My heart is a freezer, my neck is a fridge
The beat is like bacon, I'm bringing it in
I'm eating it over and over again
I chase it with brown, don't f*ck with the gin
My hair getting long, it blow in the wind
When I play the game, I play it to win
My chick is a 10, the body is hot
You niggas be losing, my niggas we not
Aint trapping and clapping and running the block
We making it happen and making it drop
We bringing the music and banging the spot
The haters be lurking, they all on my jock
They want me to quit, man they want me to stop
But I aint gonna quit til I get to the top
So fill up my cup, and roll up some gas
I'm ready to work, I be moving so fast
I done learned from mistakes that I made in the past
I was running in circles and showing my ass
But I was a kid, and now I'm a man
The Lord made a way and He showed me a plan
I put Him in control, put it all in His hands
And He gave me the mic and said go get the bands
They say it's lonely at the top dawg
And if you run it up, you gotta run the clock off
You better put in for that work or you'll get knocked off
Because the world a whole lot bigger than your block dawg
Yeah, yeah
Abracadabra
Now you see me, now you don't
Abracadabra
Now you see me, now you don't
I'm top of the league, top pedigree, dog of the pound
Been a foxhound since the day I was bred
Now I'm after the bread, gingerbread man
Give it up before shit get out of hand
Call my dawgs up, and they'll jump out the van
Wrap you up in cables with the broadbands
Throw you in the back, like you Eminem's fan, Stan
Kidnap you, take you to a strange land
Empty ya pockets and bury you in sand
If you don't answer to our demands
Give you the backhand, tell you to call up ya mans
Make sure they bring us thousand bands
If you don't listen, we'll cut off your hands
Pull up, we blasting, right on command
Shooting on chorus like we in a drum band
Shit was unplanned, now the whole scene is a no man's land
All I see is just bodies laying, like a wasteland
I disappear, along with the money
Mail some back home to my dawgs' family
Pour a couple shots out for my homies
Made it out on top, but now I'm feeling lonely
And that's the way you build up a story
They say it's lonely at the top dawg
And if you run it up, you gotta run the clock off
You better put in for that work or you'll get knocked off
Because the world a whole lot bigger than your block dawg
Yeah, yeah
Abracadabra
Now you see me, now you don't
Abracadabra
Now you see me, now you don't