Ghetts – Top 3 Selected lyrics

[Verse 1: Ghetto]
I got an open mind, but if my money don't multiply
I'm rolling by with an open eye like "Show me the money!"
Coke and white, my rota's arrived
I'm a pain the back like a broken spine
And I aim and attack like I'm placed in Iraq
Got the game in a wrap, I'm the golden guy
Never been a time when I ain't spoken my mind
1984, October the 9th (I was born Caesarean style!)
In 21 years, I've heard loads of advice (I take it in sincerely and smile!)
Would anyone care if I weren't holding a mic? (I think not, that's why I been weary a while!)
Who's the best, it's too close to decide but some don't work like a broken device
Two years in the game and I'm rolling the dice
I'm bang on point, I'll be overprecise
I put the polter in geist
The chauffeur in drive
I'm so fly, I'm getting closer to Christ
If I'm close to your wife? Then I'm stroking her thighs
Next step, big boner inside
My persona's defined, any moment in time
Niggas know I'm involved in the grind!

[Hook: Ghetto](x2)
I'm Top 3 Selected!
You are not me, forget this!
Me plus 8 on the guestlist
You can't even suggest it, but Ghetts did

[Verse 2: Ghetto]
There's no introduction needed!
I'm a genius
And I'm even schooling seniors!
Next year? Porsches, Beemers
Nothing like a caution, I'm serious
I'm far from short of experience
Big arenas with a distorted frequence
It's awesome, when you're someone important
But as for unfortunate dreamers
Turn 40 and are forced to be cleaners
A mop, broom and a brush, I am not losing my touch
I'll up the gear like I'm using a clutch
Fuck losing my buzz
I do what I does, the truth's in my blood
But the game's so loose and corrupt
Being immune is a must
I'm never affected except when I'm getting arrested
Had P's but I never invested
But the rest did!
Now the whole ends are interested!
I been tested, but they couldn't penetrate my defenses!
Still here with the middle finger extended
Pissed 'cos you ain't had a single requested
And me and my collective are really respected
I don't know what the hell you expected
I ain't gonna help you perfect it

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[Verse 3: Ghetto]
My spot can't be taken
It will never be vacant
There's no replacement, that's blatant!
Wait your time nigga, you're so impatient
I'm from the roads, from the street, from the pavement
Got a flow, got a beat, got a basement
I'm the shit but I smell like a fragrance
I'm a top boy prick, that's the arrangement
I'm tryna go where Kane went, it makes sense
I'll do more than help my Mum pay rent
Fuck an agent! You ain't getting 8 pence
I'm doing fine so I know what Sway meant
If I'm adjacent to a dame that's radiant
She may wanna change her maiden name
Play the game 'cos I'm based in entertainment
The face of bass, voice of choice
Lips of kiss, that's why you and your boys are annoyed
I'll take your place, avoid the ploy
I spit the piff, that's why you and your boys are destroyed
I'll change the game, point for point
I'll flip the script, that's why you and your boys are rejoined
I'm back with a bang, back with a backpack like I'm packed for Japan
Live cash in my hand
Next year, I ain't even gonna clash for a grand
I'll only do tracks with the fam

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